[At first, Chron is responding only to her friend's voice. She's relieved, excited, and then-- Confused. Fauna looks different. Not necessarily in a bad way, but Chron has come to learn that sudden physical changes can have bad roots. Before she can address that, she notices the sack of potatoes that Fauna is carrying.
Wait. Scratch that.]
Dimitri? Is he okay? [She approaches, causing Dimitri to try to squirm free. He's not acting injured, in any case. Though he's about to die all over again as Chron asks, with sincere gratitude to Fauna:]
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[At first, Chron is responding only to her friend's voice. She's relieved, excited, and then-- Confused. Fauna looks different. Not necessarily in a bad way, but Chron has come to learn that sudden physical changes can have bad roots. Before she can address that, she notices the sack of potatoes that Fauna is carrying.
Wait. Scratch that.]
Dimitri? Is he okay? [She approaches, causing Dimitri to try to squirm free. He's not acting injured, in any case. Though he's about to die all over again as Chron asks, with sincere gratitude to Fauna:]
Fauna, were you babysitting him for me?