… She understood now. And almost wished he’d answered with something else.
How could Tsubaki explain that he was now here, where there were more terrible things waiting for him besides having his form altered, which was what he seemed to be implying had happened to him. It was a burden he shouldn’t have had to hear from anyone.
Beorc, laguz… she didn’t know the terms, or recognize the laguz as a race, leading her to think maybe he was from a different place than her--it wouldn‘t have been the first time, or probably the last. She certainly didn’t recognize the name King Caineghis, and someone of that status would have to be well known, wouldn‘t they? In regards to what the Institute did to people on first arrival, Tsubaki had heard a lot about prisoners possessing a wide range of other bodies before waking up in Landel’s, where everyone was put into a new, human shape. Even Tsubaki, who technically wasn’t human, had suffered the same, though her case was hardly equal when she’d always had her human form to return to.
It was no wonder Ranulf was in such a state. He was new… changed… and didn’t even have the benefit of daytime to ease him into things…
For a moment, her expression turned strained; she couldn’t hold back a low sigh. “I’m sorry you have to hear this, I really am,” Tsubaki ventured, watching him touch something that no longer seemed to be there. “This is a sort of prison. There’s a lot to learn about it, but… everyone who wasn’t human--at least in appearance--is given a human form when they come here. I don’t know how or why; it just happens. It's one of this place's effects. I’m sure it's not permanent, so once we're gone from here, we should return to normal.”
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How could Tsubaki explain that he was now here, where there were more terrible things waiting for him besides having his form altered, which was what he seemed to be implying had happened to him. It was a burden he shouldn’t have had to hear from anyone.
Beorc, laguz… she didn’t know the terms, or recognize the laguz as a race, leading her to think maybe he was from a different place than her--it wouldn‘t have been the first time, or probably the last. She certainly didn’t recognize the name King Caineghis, and someone of that status would have to be well known, wouldn‘t they? In regards to what the Institute did to people on first arrival, Tsubaki had heard a lot about prisoners possessing a wide range of other bodies before waking up in Landel’s, where everyone was put into a new, human shape. Even Tsubaki, who technically wasn’t human, had suffered the same, though her case was hardly equal when she’d always had her human form to return to.
It was no wonder Ranulf was in such a state. He was new… changed… and didn’t even have the benefit of daytime to ease him into things…
For a moment, her expression turned strained; she couldn’t hold back a low sigh. “I’m sorry you have to hear this, I really am,” Tsubaki ventured, watching him touch something that no longer seemed to be there. “This is a sort of prison. There’s a lot to learn about it, but… everyone who wasn’t human--at least in appearance--is given a human form when they come here. I don’t know how or why; it just happens. It's one of this place's effects. I’m sure it's not permanent, so once we're gone from here, we should return to normal.”
And that was just the short of it.