[ Whereas he's entirely unfazed by her panic. At most, he quirks an eyebrow at it, then looks up when he realizes there's a shadow being cast over him that wasn't there before. It is, of course, the giant bird-eating flower. He honestly had no visual in mind for it, so it would seem the dream realm has settled on a columbine flower with teeth as the default.
In any case, there it is, looming up over him.
This, too, does not seem to bother him, because he's just going to look it dead in the... petals? Well, it certainly has no eyes. And say, ]
It would seem you are out of luck today, as neither of us are actually birds.
[ To which the flower, mysteriously animated by the magic of the realm, pauses to consider this. Then, it droops, disappointed. While Carly does still definitely looks enough like a bird, Childermass is the closest to the flower and he definitely isn't one. ]
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In any case, there it is, looming up over him.
This, too, does not seem to bother him, because he's just going to look it dead in the... petals? Well, it certainly has no eyes. And say, ]
It would seem you are out of luck today, as neither of us are actually birds.
[ To which the flower, mysteriously animated by the magic of the realm, pauses to consider this. Then, it droops, disappointed. While Carly does still definitely looks enough like a bird, Childermass is the closest to the flower and he definitely isn't one. ]