[SHE KNOWS WHEN NOT TO PRESS. A glimpse of some traumatic memory she'd only seen after winding up in his head by supernatural means was NOT something to press. Wouldn't be fair.]
[She lets him flatten her hair out, too tired to bother batting his hand away like she normally might.]
The pinkish dinosaur things?
I don't know if they have a name... if any of the things there have a name, really. I called 'em 'Numb Bodies'.
... They were one of the first things I started running into. When the normal world went away.
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[She lets him flatten her hair out, too tired to bother batting his hand away like she normally might.]
The pinkish dinosaur things?
I don't know if they have a name... if any of the things there have a name, really. I called 'em 'Numb Bodies'.
... They were one of the first things I started running into. When the normal world went away.