( "Dude?" It's a strange word. But not nearly as strange as what the boy (flower) says next. Peter repeats that too, though awkwardly, stumbling over the word that feels unnatural to voice aloud. )
Deerβngton.
( What is that? Judging by the blank look on his face, he absolutely does not remember Deerington. )
Is that... the dark place? ( Peter turns his head slowly to look at the ocean, and just as slowly lifts his hand, fingers gesturing to it. He remembers coming from there, though he has no real awareness of what happened within. It was... cold, and wet, and impossibly dark. It wasn't bad. It was... simply existing.
( Fern )
( "Dude?" It's a strange word. But not nearly as strange as what the boy (flower) says next. Peter repeats that too, though awkwardly, stumbling over the word that feels unnatural to voice aloud. )
Deerβngton.
( What is that? Judging by the blank look on his face, he absolutely does not remember Deerington. )
Is that... the dark place? ( Peter turns his head slowly to look at the ocean, and just as slowly lifts his hand, fingers gesturing to it. He remembers coming from there, though he has no real awareness of what happened within. It was... cold, and wet, and impossibly dark. It wasn't bad. It was... simply existing.
Was that Deerington? )