She doesn't know how to reassure Alloran in this form, exactly, so she settles for a comforting sort of pat on his shoulder. Well, human half shoulder. Well, alien that kinda looks humanish half. The bit that sticks up and has parts she recognizes as being shoulderish.
"That thing with the fear aura... that what you mean by song? Nasty shit, yeah? But it's not real. It ain't. Even if it uses shit that was real."
She needs to say it as much for herself as for him.
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She doesn't know how to reassure Alloran in this form, exactly, so she settles for a comforting sort of pat on his shoulder. Well, human half shoulder. Well, alien that kinda looks humanish half. The bit that sticks up and has parts she recognizes as being shoulderish.
"That thing with the fear aura... that what you mean by song? Nasty shit, yeah? But it's not real. It ain't. Even if it uses shit that was real."
She needs to say it as much for herself as for him.