I don't– There were people who kept poking at me… I think one of them grabbed at me.
[ Awkwardly he eyes the bone in his hand and holds it out towards the stranger. Those people, the ones who'd been so loud and excited about something, new arrivals or whatever it was. They'd been talking about the kinds of people he could meet here and they'd been handing out things… ]
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[ Awkwardly he eyes the bone in his hand and holds it out towards the stranger. Those people, the ones who'd been so loud and excited about something, new arrivals or whatever it was. They'd been talking about the kinds of people he could meet here and they'd been handing out things… ]
They had pamphlets. About monsters.