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Kelvin360
With a voice and expression of utter, cold, dead, calm.
"No. I'm looking for the *squawk see-reek scree* that stole my best friend's soul." If anyone in the room could speak griffon, they'd probably wince.
Meanwhile Ms. White just looks confused. "Um. Pardon?"
"I don't want to have to use a defensive spell for this. I just want to talk. Unless you want to just sap me and jump out a window again."
"But...who...you..what...what did he do to you?"
"Dr. Horne didn't do anything to me. He just saw my potential, like he saw yours."
"You're corrupted! Like that wolf, like he tried to do to me!"
"Like you succeeded in doing to him." A table, some tea, four seats and four cups appear out of nowhere. "Care to listen?"