[Naturally, he hasn't been watering the flowers for as long as an hour, but he has been doing a lot of... wandering, around the area. That is, until he comes across a... uh. Skeleton? Running a hot dog stand?? Except those don't even look like any hot dogs he's ever seen.
What in the actual seven hells is going on.]
You're talking.
[This is only the second time he's encountered a talking, sentient monster. He still doesn't know what to make of it.]
You're... dead? Undead?
[His hand's out, but he's not sure whether to actually accept it or not. He's just very, very confused.]
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What in the actual seven hells is going on.]
You're talking.
[This is only the second time he's encountered a talking, sentient monster. He still doesn't know what to make of it.]
You're... dead? Undead?
[His hand's out, but he's not sure whether to actually accept it or not. He's just very, very confused.]