[She'll get hysterical if she isn't careful. Rosalind curls up closer on herself, kicking off her shoes so she can draw her legs up, and bids herself to hold off on breaking down for just a little longer.]
My friend. The fourth one. Kurama, he-- it went for him first. He's so . . . he's powerful, it wanted to eat something powerful so it could grow stronger, so we went there first, and he--
[She waves a hand by way of explanation. She can't possibly go into all the details of demons, not here and now, but she doesn't have to. Robert will accept whatever explanation she offers, knowing she's telling him nothing but the truth, no matter how fantastical or unrealistic it sounds.]
He could tell. He can smell things like that, he knew it wasn't just me. He let us think he was fooled, and he lured us out to the forest, and when I tried to kill him, he--
[She waves her hand again.]
Plants. He can control plants. He tied me up with one, he tried to get it out that way, but it-- you can't kill a creature like that in such a fashion. It used me as hostage. It stopped my heart to prove a point. And so he let me go, and we ran back to the lab, and it-- I'd developed a way to distract a wendigo. A lure. A little vial filled with the scent of blood and gore. He poured it out on the tiles and the wendigo left me, and--
[One last effort, but this is the easiest part. And now her voice is just a little steadier, her gaze harder than it had been a moment ago.]
We killed it. Together. He immobilized it, and I cut its throat.
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[She'll get hysterical if she isn't careful. Rosalind curls up closer on herself, kicking off her shoes so she can draw her legs up, and bids herself to hold off on breaking down for just a little longer.]
My friend. The fourth one. Kurama, he-- it went for him first. He's so . . . he's powerful, it wanted to eat something powerful so it could grow stronger, so we went there first, and he--
[She waves a hand by way of explanation. She can't possibly go into all the details of demons, not here and now, but she doesn't have to. Robert will accept whatever explanation she offers, knowing she's telling him nothing but the truth, no matter how fantastical or unrealistic it sounds.]
He could tell. He can smell things like that, he knew it wasn't just me. He let us think he was fooled, and he lured us out to the forest, and when I tried to kill him, he--
[She waves her hand again.]
Plants. He can control plants. He tied me up with one, he tried to get it out that way, but it-- you can't kill a creature like that in such a fashion. It used me as hostage. It stopped my heart to prove a point. And so he let me go, and we ran back to the lab, and it-- I'd developed a way to distract a wendigo. A lure. A little vial filled with the scent of blood and gore. He poured it out on the tiles and the wendigo left me, and--
[One last effort, but this is the easiest part. And now her voice is just a little steadier, her gaze harder than it had been a moment ago.]
We killed it. Together. He immobilized it, and I cut its throat.