[ Forget the magic (or whatever it is) he was trying to wrap his mind around a second ago since this holds his interest much more than something with a solution they may not be able to find. ]
Trackers. [ He repeats that, thinks of the usual association with hunting from back in Fodlan, considers what technology he now knows exists which might fall into line with that, and even if Claude doesn't exactly arrive at the right place in his mental picture of what that might mean: it's close enough. ] You're saying someone - or multiple someones - came in intentionally.
[ That's beyond brave. He's floored by that for a second and needs a couple more to think it over but can't place it to what he'd overheard anywhere in the cavern. With the horrors that followed that initial time which was appealing enough - a slight frown crosses his face. ]
Of those of us who escaped, most did so by crawling through some kind of webbing that was in there with us. They ended up on a frozen lake. I and some others swam through the seawater beneath where they were keeping us and found a portal. It took us a bit to find each others' groups so there was a good amount of distance between where we each landed.
[ Those still on the island - there's a twist of unease in his stomach at the thought of them. How they hadn't been able to get everyone out in time. Days later it still feels like a failure.
Kyle's hands lifting off his shoulders are a welcome distraction. The warmth fades, but whatever it offered doesn't since some of the pains plaguing him have faded - his mind's cleared to be able to think about this in depth as a whole rather than fragments. Claude glances back to Kyle's face, one eyebrow raised. ]
It stopped when you pulled away but whatever it did seems to still be working.
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Trackers. [ He repeats that, thinks of the usual association with hunting from back in Fodlan, considers what technology he now knows exists which might fall into line with that, and even if Claude doesn't exactly arrive at the right place in his mental picture of what that might mean: it's close enough. ] You're saying someone - or multiple someones - came in intentionally.
[ That's beyond brave. He's floored by that for a second and needs a couple more to think it over but can't place it to what he'd overheard anywhere in the cavern. With the horrors that followed that initial time which was appealing enough - a slight frown crosses his face. ]
Of those of us who escaped, most did so by crawling through some kind of webbing that was in there with us. They ended up on a frozen lake. I and some others swam through the seawater beneath where they were keeping us and found a portal. It took us a bit to find each others' groups so there was a good amount of distance between where we each landed.
[ Those still on the island - there's a twist of unease in his stomach at the thought of them. How they hadn't been able to get everyone out in time. Days later it still feels like a failure.
Kyle's hands lifting off his shoulders are a welcome distraction. The warmth fades, but whatever it offered doesn't since some of the pains plaguing him have faded - his mind's cleared to be able to think about this in depth as a whole rather than fragments. Claude glances back to Kyle's face, one eyebrow raised. ]
It stopped when you pulled away but whatever it did seems to still be working.