[He doesn't have to be that dramatic, she's not hysterical over here (anymore).
Nevertheless: it helps. Strategy is, sometimes, her middle name. Sometimes it is the concept she waves at as she runs by on the way to liberate a dragon from the underbelly of Gringotts.]
Right. [The change on her face is gradual, but it goes from startled to solemn and she tries to remember.] They're undead, and they project their thoughts into the minds of others. The guards kept us in the dark and on a cage, possibly to taunt them, and every night we'd all get visions and hear whispers of those creatures encouraging us to throw ourselves down to them for a feast.
[A small pause, eyes narrowed.] A man - not the guards - set us free. Gave us the keys to the cage and some potions, and instructions to head East. He left before the ruckus, before this mad dash - I didn't catch his name.
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Nevertheless: it helps. Strategy is, sometimes, her middle name. Sometimes it is the concept she waves at as she runs by on the way to liberate a dragon from the underbelly of Gringotts.]
Right. [The change on her face is gradual, but it goes from startled to solemn and she tries to remember.] They're undead, and they project their thoughts into the minds of others. The guards kept us in the dark and on a cage, possibly to taunt them, and every night we'd all get visions and hear whispers of those creatures encouraging us to throw ourselves down to them for a feast.
[A small pause, eyes narrowed.] A man - not the guards - set us free. Gave us the keys to the cage and some potions, and instructions to head East. He left before the ruckus, before this mad dash - I didn't catch his name.
[And finally, a breath.] Satisfied?