[Marco takes a seat, watches, and judges. Hypnotising people for cash. How dare he?
(Then a cold gust fills his chest and he feels judgement on himself because he hypnotises to kill and he kills to feed and how many people has it been so far he's lost count how could he have allowed himself to lose count how dare he how dare he)
He notices Jason is there when a cup of coffee slides over to him. He looks down at it and then back at the manticore, wary.
... What he hears, however, is not what he expected.] What?
I'm not... [Where did this come from? It's true he's seen better days, but he wouldn't tell a friend about it, let alone Jason.] No, no, I died... last week, I'm not too eager to try again... Two weeks? Last week.
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(Then a cold gust fills his chest and he feels judgement on himself because he hypnotises to kill and he kills to feed and how many people has it been so far he's lost count how could he have allowed himself to lose count how dare he how dare he)
He notices Jason is there when a cup of coffee slides over to him. He looks down at it and then back at the manticore, wary.
... What he hears, however, is not what he expected.] What?
I'm not... [Where did this come from? It's true he's seen better days, but he wouldn't tell a friend about it, let alone Jason.] No, no, I died... last week, I'm not too eager to try again... Two weeks? Last week.
[A pause.] Are you concerned?