[The sheer size of Magnus is a little intimidating, at least considering Angel's own slight frame. Trepidation causes her breath to hitch, and it's only the gentle butt of Mari's head that keeps her from shrinking back entirely. No matter what happens, she's not alone.
It takes approximately six words for Angel to feel guilty for her snap judgement. The man in front of her seems perfectly amicable, and it quickly becomes clear that he's out of place and in need of assistance.
Whatever lingered of her earlier doubt fades, replaced by an amused smile as the man continues speaking. She nods along with his words, waiting patiently for him to finish.]
It's... only a weird question given the weird nature of this place. [She allows herself a small laugh, already easing into the conversation.]
It is... quite regular actually. So regular that it has happened to me three times now. After that many times, I think I can reasonably assume that no, the trail mix isn't poison. So. One? [She pauses, humming thoughtfully.] Unless, I suppose, you are allergic to nuts. That might pose an issue.
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It takes approximately six words for Angel to feel guilty for her snap judgement. The man in front of her seems perfectly amicable, and it quickly becomes clear that he's out of place and in need of assistance.
Whatever lingered of her earlier doubt fades, replaced by an amused smile as the man continues speaking. She nods along with his words, waiting patiently for him to finish.]
It's... only a weird question given the weird nature of this place. [She allows herself a small laugh, already easing into the conversation.]
It is... quite regular actually. So regular that it has happened to me three times now. After that many times, I think I can reasonably assume that no, the trail mix isn't poison. So. One? [She pauses, humming thoughtfully.] Unless, I suppose, you are allergic to nuts. That might pose an issue.