First: Hello Daddy, Hello Mom

[swinish_beast]

[[Actions:

A. To his neighbors on Cunningham Lane, Today, if you happen to be up at the crack of dawn for whatever obscure purposes you may have, you'll find him standing in the middle of the street. Stefan is staring at the houses

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[ergaleomancer]

[[Theta frowns when she sees the awkward child in the parlour, not sure what to think of him. After a moment, she finally sighs and steps forward.]]

Are you quite all right? What's your name?

[swinish_beast]

[[ He looks at her the way he looks at the pieces of craftsmanship in the room -- blandly scrutinizing, but wholly uneasy. ]]

Is all this yours?

[ergaleomancer]

The cylinder-player and the cylinders are, but...little else here, why?

[[She frowns, not sure what to think of him.]]

...Were you brought here against your will as well?

[swinish_beast]

[[ puzzledly, but rather dimly:]]

Was I what?

[[ He hadn't thought of that. The idea of it registers, but there's no colossal dawning of "oh, so that's what this is" or any sign that he understands what this person has said. This... person. This person doesn't look very respectable either, but he hugs himself, in the clothes he does not own and does not remember putting on, and says nothing. ]]

I was sleeping until just now.