[Teddy looks at the little offerings beside their windchime, impressed] These are sweet as hell. The flower wrapper! I hope we have a discerning goat man, honestly, because if it doesn’t know how to actually enjoy this stuff it’ll be a damn shame.
[Teddy exaggeratedly clasps a hand to her chest] Oh, I see how it is.
[His eyes are soft, though: you let people be afraid sometimes, that’s just being a friend. Teddy knows themself well enough to know it’s likely to get repaid in spades whether they mean for it to or not. Anyway, it’s kind of nice, when you grow up surrounded by male cousins and friends, 5’0 and presumed to be a girl in a pretty traditional town, to ever get a chance at being the brave one.]
You’re all good, man, do what you need to. If you can try not to go Bartok on me, so I can actually figure out which way you went…? That’s all I ask. But I’m hoping we don’t even see the guy.
[She has explained the bat from Anastasia, though it turns out it’s kind of hard to explain why the villain is a falling-apart undead Rasputin and his inexplicably sweet bat friend.
They wander further into the woods; Teddy feels a little melancholy, but can’t pin it.]
You ever think maybe the goat man just wants some company? You know, like — it makes people feel uncomfortable and afraid, right — but maybe it doesn’t have any control over that. Maybe it’s the only one.
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These are sweet as hell. The flower wrapper! I hope we have a discerning goat man, honestly, because if it doesn’t know how to actually enjoy this stuff it’ll be a damn shame.
[Teddy exaggeratedly clasps a hand to her chest] Oh, I see how it is.
[His eyes are soft, though: you let people be afraid sometimes, that’s just being a friend. Teddy knows themself well enough to know it’s likely to get repaid in spades whether they mean for it to or not. Anyway, it’s kind of nice, when you grow up surrounded by male cousins and friends, 5’0 and presumed to be a girl in a pretty traditional town, to ever get a chance at being the brave one.]
You’re all good, man, do what you need to. If you can try not to go Bartok on me, so I can actually figure out which way you went…? That’s all I ask. But I’m hoping we don’t even see the guy.
[She has explained the bat from Anastasia, though it turns out it’s kind of hard to explain why the villain is a falling-apart undead Rasputin and his inexplicably sweet bat friend.
They wander further into the woods; Teddy feels a little melancholy, but can’t pin it.]
You ever think maybe the goat man just wants some company? You know, like — it makes people feel uncomfortable and afraid, right — but maybe it doesn’t have any control over that. Maybe it’s the only one.