Sudo is starting to pick up the pieces of what happened from the words that they can hear whenever it's quiet enough to do so.
"This is all because of mere curiosity?" they ask, incredulous yet delivered with an eerie level tone. They can't exactly claim to not have robbed any graves, but that was in the waking world and the only one at risk was themselves. "I hope you have found the answers you were looking for," they say in that disappointed parent kind of tone, regardless if Zeal can hear them or not.
One particular bulky Torment tries to come up at Sudo's blind side while they're talking, and right before it tries to swipe at them, Sudo turns to look at them.
"Right on time," they comment, and the faceplate of their headdress opens up. A white hand-sized creature several eyes and legs leaps out from the opened faceplate and latches onto the Torment's forehead, shifting its palette to the same iridescent white of Sudo. There's a brief pause as Sudo's faceplate closes, and once it does, the white Torment throws itself into the fray, duking it out amongst the small fry with a reckless violence.
"Let us keep a distance from each other," Sudo adds to Chaosbringer's declaration. "They seem interested only in us right now. We must not make it easy for them to change strategy on a dime."
cw: (toony) spiders
"This is all because of mere curiosity?" they ask, incredulous yet delivered with an eerie level tone. They can't exactly claim to not have robbed any graves, but that was in the waking world and the only one at risk was themselves. "I hope you have found the answers you were looking for," they say in that disappointed parent kind of tone, regardless if Zeal can hear them or not.
One particular bulky Torment tries to come up at Sudo's blind side while they're talking, and right before it tries to swipe at them, Sudo turns to look at them.
"Right on time," they comment, and the faceplate of their headdress opens up. A white hand-sized creature several eyes and legs leaps out from the opened faceplate and latches onto the Torment's forehead, shifting its palette to the same iridescent white of Sudo. There's a brief pause as Sudo's faceplate closes, and once it does, the white Torment throws itself into the fray, duking it out amongst the small fry with a reckless violence.
"Let us keep a distance from each other," Sudo adds to Chaosbringer's declaration. "They seem interested only in us right now. We must not make it easy for them to change strategy on a dime."