[That grin earns a roll of her eyes, though it is not directed at him. Rather, at the situation... and it will silently tell him that he can do the talking and answering of questions before her already thin patience wears out... just like the rest of her. So, while he does relays the information on what they had seen to the tapirs and the kirin that have joined them, she finds a spot on a small rock to sit and catch her breath and listens.
There is some concern shared between the tapirs, mostly about the monster that those cultists had created, and how they were fueling its power. It asks questions about what the cultists had said, and while they do not have many answers, there is some worry and mention of "The Locker", the place within Cassiopea where all of the worst souls go to be tortured and eventually purged.
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Her thoughts begin to stray, wondering about this place that sends a shiver of fear through all of the tapirs. The place where the worst of the people end up going... It makes her stomach uneasy, her mind racing with feelings that should not be there. Worries that should not exist because she is trying her damnest to change things. To do better... but does the Leviathan see things differently? Is Cassiopea the one to judge the souls? These are all things that she keeps to herself for now, but she knows that it won't be so easy to shake them off—they will be ever-present until she finds an answer.
And once all of that is finished, the tapir looks between the two of them. "You both look like you could use some cleaning!"]
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There is some concern shared between the tapirs, mostly about the monster that those cultists had created, and how they were fueling its power. It asks questions about what the cultists had said, and while they do not have many answers, there is some worry and mention of "The Locker", the place within Cassiopea where all of the worst souls go to be tortured and eventually purged.
...
Her thoughts begin to stray, wondering about this place that sends a shiver of fear through all of the tapirs. The place where the worst of the people end up going... It makes her stomach uneasy, her mind racing with feelings that should not be there. Worries that should not exist because she is trying her damnest to change things. To do better... but does the Leviathan see things differently? Is Cassiopea the one to judge the souls? These are all things that she keeps to herself for now, but she knows that it won't be so easy to shake them off—they will be ever-present until she finds an answer.
And once all of that is finished, the tapir looks between the two of them. "You both look like you could use some cleaning!"]