Rose's expression remains unchanged. Animorphs was a bit too early in her life, and she's a child of the '90s only in that she was born in '95. Besides, her reading ran precocious to things like philosophy, psychology, eldritch horrors, and Harry Potter. She imprinted hard on wizards, and it is fine coincidence that she wound up dressed as one now.
Earplugs, though. Her eyebrows perk. The packet looks fine, because she wouldn't want to take anything that had already been stuffed in someone's ears.
"Mm, maybe so," she says, then motions down to... well, wherever. It's not like there's seats here. "Go ahead. Can I ask what happened?"
If she really is suffering from internal hemorrhaging, she probably has nothing to fear. And if she isn't - if this is all a (admittedly rather convincing) act - she's bound to die in this game anyway, right? It's an awful grim thought, but it's a little less daunting after where she came, and when she's been assured she'll come back from it. This is no staring down a bomb and being certain; it's a weak maybe.
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Earplugs, though. Her eyebrows perk. The packet looks fine, because she wouldn't want to take anything that had already been stuffed in someone's ears.
"Mm, maybe so," she says, then motions down to... well, wherever. It's not like there's seats here. "Go ahead. Can I ask what happened?"
If she really is suffering from internal hemorrhaging, she probably has nothing to fear. And if she isn't - if this is all a (admittedly rather convincing) act - she's bound to die in this game anyway, right? It's an awful grim thought, but it's a little less daunting after where she came, and when she's been assured she'll come back from it. This is no staring down a bomb and being certain; it's a weak maybe.
She takes the earplugs, then she sits.