I'm layin' in a totally dark place, it's toasty and comfy while the ground is liquid so I easily recognize it as my consciousness.
"Thought we had become one," I mumble, not expectin' to be back in this place since I connected with my monster side.
"[And we have]"
"..."
"Didn't know you could talk," I say, a bit surprised to get a response.
"[I only talk if you want me to, more practically you're talkin' to yourself, makin' you kinda crazy hearin' voices in your head]"
'That's some high-level sarcasm, am I really like that?' Didn't know I was so sarcastic.
"Why am I here?"
"[You almost died, ya know? That little traitor's sword was stronger than you expected, and each of he strikes was dangerous, even the smallest scratches, and he got it stuck in your throat and vital points]"
'I see, that's why the defense system activated and I got those plates...that was really dangerous' Makes sense why Thalor focused on simpler strikes.
