[ he thinks of therion, his deft fingers curled into purple cloth and pulling it up to hide his face. how the size of that thing could fit alfyn comfortably but drowns the smaller frame.

yeah. anyone could've worn it and it wouldn't have mattered. ]

We'll have to ask again. [ he hates this. ] But I want to hope, too. Erin said it was the monster, like it was with Mr. Boothill, and not the - that rotten basement. It's awful to hope that people are gettin' controlled like that, but it's better than the other choices.