[That's not a trait shared by the creatures in her world-the fog came in sometimes, but the monsters and ghosts never became stronger in a physical sense. It became difficult to maneuver around them when they blended into the fog, even she had to wander through familiar areas with caution because the clouds sometimes hid them. But she could edge herself away from their grip and run off before they could reach her.
The disparity between their two worlds makes her pause, trying to assess this memory with the information he just gave her versus what she already knows. His body is curled up, like he's scared, and even though he says monsters like him, she thinks it must be the human aspect of him that forces him to fall back on his anger like that when the world gets blurry. To feel scared, maybe, looking back on his past actions now.
And she doesn't know if there's a right or wrong here-they were fighting, that's bad. They were fighting because something scary made them feel like they had too and it she knows Ed, for whatever anger he holds in his heart, is the type of person to hold someone's hand and guide them to safe places. There's a bit of hesitation in her voice and she doesn't move any closer to him-not yet.]
Will a big blanket hide you? If the fog doesn't see you, will you stay happy?
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The disparity between their two worlds makes her pause, trying to assess this memory with the information he just gave her versus what she already knows. His body is curled up, like he's scared, and even though he says monsters like him, she thinks it must be the human aspect of him that forces him to fall back on his anger like that when the world gets blurry. To feel scared, maybe, looking back on his past actions now.
And she doesn't know if there's a right or wrong here-they were fighting, that's bad. They were fighting because something scary made them feel like they had too and it she knows Ed, for whatever anger he holds in his heart, is the type of person to hold someone's hand and guide them to safe places. There's a bit of hesitation in her voice and she doesn't move any closer to him-not yet.]
Will a big blanket hide you? If the fog doesn't see you, will you stay happy?