He opens his mouth to reply, only to be stopped by the sight of her hair moving on its own. Woah. That has gotta be some serious hardware — or real magic. He's quickly adjusting to the idea that such things exist (after all, how else did he get here?).
Right. He can try that talking thing again.
"This is my next world," he points out. "What is this place, if not the afterlife?"
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Right. He can try that talking thing again.
"This is my next world," he points out. "What is this place, if not the afterlife?"