The figure moved to stop Knyte. "Before you go, would you mind if I made a quick sketch of you. On that topic, would you say you were an average individual for your species?" As it spoke, the pencil began to scratch against the page, rendering a fairly accurate depiction of Knyte. "Are you a healthy specimen? If so, then what is your top speed?"
Tilting its head, it spoke to Roshaun. "How does their presence affect you? Are you feeling a shortness of breath? Are your senses more focused?"
Then came the important question. "If you die, would you mind me cutting you open to see how your insides work?"
Tilting its head, it spoke to Roshaun. "How does their presence affect you? Are you feeling a shortness of breath? Are your senses more focused?"
Then came the important question. "If you die, would you mind me cutting you open to see how your insides work?"
