Dylas' snark could outmach almost anyone's, Gladio thinks, but he grins anyway because he's gathered that it's just how the Naga is. Hopefully both Iggy and Ravus will see through the rough exterior.
The Children's Corner looks even creepier than the entrance, though he'll credit that to the abandoned craft supplies and fading crayon drawings. He doesn't feel like waiting for the massive tail, so he slides in alongside it and immediately inhales the smoke that blinds him as it seems to fill the room.
Where before stood a six-foot-six man made of flesh and bone now stands a soft doll holding a piddly sword that looks more decorative and dull than anything else. "What the hell is this?!"
Oh Gods, his voice is higher than it has any right to be. Higher than it was when he was a kid, even! But is this the only effect of that smoke?
"Other than all of us being... dolls, is everyone okay?" Ever the Shield, even in stuffed form, he needs to know his companions are safe.
Relatively speaking, of course, considering they're all still in this weird-ass museum and now none of them are normal-sized.
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The Children's Corner looks even creepier than the entrance, though he'll credit that to the abandoned craft supplies and fading crayon drawings. He doesn't feel like waiting for the massive tail, so he slides in alongside it and immediately inhales the smoke that blinds him as it seems to fill the room.
Where before stood a six-foot-six man made of flesh and bone now stands a soft doll holding a piddly sword that looks more decorative and dull than anything else. "What the hell is this?!"
Oh Gods, his voice is higher than it has any right to be. Higher than it was when he was a kid, even! But is this the only effect of that smoke?
"Other than all of us being... dolls, is everyone okay?" Ever the Shield, even in stuffed form, he needs to know his companions are safe.
Relatively speaking, of course, considering they're all still in this weird-ass museum and now none of them are normal-sized.