-! [So he can! The kid was beginning to loose hope but now she was pleasantly surprised...it's mixed in there somewhere with the rest of the emotions.]
Um, I don't really want to stay here any longer than I have to. So...[She unfolds a piece of paper from her pocket to show. It's some picture she made of a Time Piece.] I'm pretty sure some of these landed nearby. I need to get them back so I can go home. ...Have you seen any around?
[ He inspects it for a moment. He does remember those falling, though at the time he felt them more than he saw them. ]
Yes. I remember those. [ He raises his head, eyes glowing red through the mask's eyeslits as he spreads out his awareness and ignores the clash of confusing lights and sounds that the child beside him is.
Those hourglasses would be something that feels and sounds like her. He senses nothing like that - at least, not scattered like she'd said they were. There isn't much he can't sense within this place, which means... ]
Someone has already collected them. [ He shrugs. It can't be Vanessa, who never leaves her manor these days. So there's only one person it is. ] He claims everything that strays into this forest as his. You will have to bargain with him to get them back.
[ Just as he sees no problem with Snatcher claiming any soul who comes here as his own, he doesn't see any problem with telling her what he does.
(Besides -- she just wants to go home. He can relate to such a thing, though his home exists as merely a memory now, never to be returned.) ]
Your service. He'll get you to do tasks for him...things he cannot do himself. In exchange, you'll get your hourglasses back.
[ He can't remember what Snatcher's last servant had been bargaining for, what he had wanted in exchange. In the end, they all bargain for their lives, though.
Almost as an afterthought, he adds: ]
He'll bind you to the work with contracts. He likes those.
[That's...a bit of a surprise and stopped the kid for a second. But maybe she was also a little bit skeptic. So far, everyone's had their own goals in mind once they knew was Time Pieces could do.]
[And she was about to resummon that scooter to look for where this 'collector' is, but she stopped again. Something else was bothering her.]
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[Again with that.]
Can you talk?
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All right, he's toyed with her enough. He relents. ]
Yes.
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Um, I don't really want to stay here any longer than I have to. So...[She unfolds a piece of paper from her pocket to show. It's some picture she made of a Time Piece.] I'm pretty sure some of these landed nearby. I need to get them back so I can go home. ...Have you seen any around?
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Yes. I remember those. [ He raises his head, eyes glowing red through the mask's eyeslits as he spreads out his awareness and ignores the clash of confusing lights and sounds that the child beside him is.
Those hourglasses would be something that feels and sounds like her. He senses nothing like that - at least, not scattered like she'd said they were. There isn't much he can't sense within this place, which means... ]
Someone has already collected them. [ He shrugs. It can't be Vanessa, who never leaves her manor these days. So there's only one person it is. ] He claims everything that strays into this forest as his. You will have to bargain with him to get them back.
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Well, I can't leave until I have them back! What would he trade it for?
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(Besides -- she just wants to go home. He can relate to such a thing, though his home exists as merely a memory now, never to be returned.) ]
Your service. He'll get you to do tasks for him...things he cannot do himself. In exchange, you'll get your hourglasses back.
[ He can't remember what Snatcher's last servant had been bargaining for, what he had wanted in exchange. In the end, they all bargain for their lives, though.
Almost as an afterthought, he adds: ]
He'll bind you to the work with contracts. He likes those.
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...Fine. I'll do his stupid work, if that's the only way he'll give them back.
[Although, it'd might be a whole other story had she known she had to bargain her soul too. Who does that sort of thing?!]
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[ He's so used to it that he doesn't think to say anything.
He understands the frustration, though. A little. ]
...If there's a task you have trouble accomplishing by yourself, seek me out. I'll do what I can to help you.
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[And she was about to resummon that scooter to look for where this 'collector' is, but she stopped again. Something else was bothering her.]
Why were you following me?
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[ Just curiosity this time, not hunger or amusement or because he thinks it might make Snatcher happy. Remarkably benign for this planet. ]
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...You like living here? [It's kinda a bit...how do we say, dark? Gloomy?]
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It was very different once, but that was a long time ago.
Still, I'm fond of it. It has character.
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[Maybe not the best, but, better.]
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[ He's never had much interest in redecorating. Neither has Snatcher. And the less said about Vanessa's 'redecorating', the better. ]
It's home. That's all that matters.