[The creature's true self. Well, he can see why the Load cannot wander about on land looking like this, or else he'd start a panic. A "calamity" is a good word for it.
Just like Henry probably wouldn't do well to walk around in his real body, sauntering about town, though in his case, he doesn't have much of a choice.]
Yes. [He says, nodding, his voice and gestures feeling small in the face of this creature, but knowing he's heard and understood all the same.] We'll stay.
[He holds up where their hands are linked, though. Gently, a bit teasingly in that needling way of his-]
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Just like Henry probably wouldn't do well to walk around in his real body, sauntering about town, though in his case, he doesn't have much of a choice.]
Yes. [He says, nodding, his voice and gestures feeling small in the face of this creature, but knowing he's heard and understood all the same.] We'll stay.
[He holds up where their hands are linked, though. Gently, a bit teasingly in that needling way of his-]
Are we going to hold hands this entire time?