[Click. Clickity click. Kafei fumbles with the communicator. Video flares to life, but it only catches a glimpse of the child’s face - purple hair, red eye, pale skin - before it begins moving as he continues fiddling with the thing. His voice, when he speaks, is that of a boy of twelve or so. But it’s remarkably even, perhaps because of how
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[Slowly, warily approaching, still juggling the communicator, rowan crown, and wedding bouquet.]
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not Anju. He knows that before he sees the one who spoke, the girl that sticks out like a sore thumb. Is that a wedding dress? It looks like it, but isn't she a little young? Or is she cursed like him?
The questions come and go. They don't matter. He turns to face her completely, eyebrows furrowing.]
Where am I? Did the imp do this?
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[Her brow furrows this time, and she slowly edges closer, offering him a nervous sort of smile to combat her trepidation at the situation as a whole.]
...I don't know. I just...arrived, I suppose. I'm-I'm not sure how though...
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He looks around again, past the girl, as if expecting to see her. His air is distracted, confused - but what she's saying does get through to him. He looks at her again, curious and appraising.]
You woke up here too?
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No way...
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I- it's me! It's the Green Hat Boy!
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[Because it doesn't matter if this can't be him, if there's someone who knows something about him, about Termina - then he has to ask.]
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Forgive the abruptness of this transmission, but you must know you are no long where you were. You are in Demeleier, and will likely remain here for quite some time.
I am Thanatos, please tell me your name in return.
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My Lord, please, calm yourself.
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