Regulus looked up sharply, being called to from the dark like that was startling.
But rats didn’t speak, and the forest people didn’t speak English. It was a voice too substantial to be from out in the night, too kind as well.
“Yes,” Regulus said. “So do you.”
Which should make hope soar in Regulus, this could be a possible familiar face. But just how familiar and from which side of the line? He wasn’t even sure he wanted to see anyone from home. But he supposed he was about to find out.
He closed the book he was more just looking at rather than reading because it was written in characters he’d never seen before. He stepped closer to the door.
Re: the slug club of the damned probably, for regulus
But rats didn’t speak, and the forest people didn’t speak English. It was a voice too substantial to be from out in the night, too kind as well.
“Yes,” Regulus said. “So do you.”
Which should make hope soar in Regulus, this could be a possible familiar face. But just how familiar and from which side of the line? He wasn’t even sure he wanted to see anyone from home. But he supposed he was about to find out.
He closed the book he was more just looking at rather than reading because it was written in characters he’d never seen before. He stepped closer to the door.
“Who are you?”