"S-synodi- WHAT?" He shakes his head. "You mean - this game, that everyone's talking about? And you're really - not human, not at all..." He shivers, then grits his teeth.
"You can't just do this to us!" he proclaims, as loud as he can. "Stealing people away from their homes - that's kidnapping!"
"Walking together. Fellow Travelers. To mortals, the mystic journey. And no. We are not." With one of her hands she touches her thumb to her pinky, keeping the other fingers straight. "Mortals might understand us as living ideas.
"To - return me?" The way his voice squeaks, that idea sounds just as alarming as being kidnapped. "What if you don't win? How long is this game going to take? I don't..." he pounds his clenched hands on his legs in miserable frustration.
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"You can't just do this to us!" he proclaims, as loud as he can. "Stealing people away from their homes - that's kidnapping!"
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"I intend to return you should I win."
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"I don't understand any of this..."
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