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Xuan watches carefully as the goat woman speaks. Hm, yes, that is definitely a human baby. Very… ugly. Of course, she wouldn’t say it out loud, but she never saw the appeal in human infants. They were so… small and pudgy. They looked like little old humans. Perhaps that’s some poetry to that, humans reverting back to their beginnings, but Xuan couldn’t even begin to think of how to word a poem. She’d read, perhaps, three poems total in her time. Regardless, she concluded that the baby is indeed ugly.
What does the child look like? Her tongue flickers before she remembers they have the picture on the job posting, and while the children scamper off and… yell down a well? She pauses for a moment and looks to her companions as if to say ‘are you seeing this?’ Then there was the voice! This place is truly bizarre, and the sooner they could leave the better. The Nexus is far more normal than this place could ever be.
Finally, the naga gets her whits about her and pulls the job posting from her satchel and unfolds it, revealing a picture of the child. She hands it over to the lady-goat for her to get a good look at it. “Perhaps you have seen this one pass through? Did she have an escort?” Likely the culprit, and one Xuan would very much like to get her hands, and fangs, on.
What does the child look like? Her tongue flickers before she remembers they have the picture on the job posting, and while the children scamper off and… yell down a well? She pauses for a moment and looks to her companions as if to say ‘are you seeing this?’ Then there was the voice! This place is truly bizarre, and the sooner they could leave the better. The Nexus is far more normal than this place could ever be.
Finally, the naga gets her whits about her and pulls the job posting from her satchel and unfolds it, revealing a picture of the child. She hands it over to the lady-goat for her to get a good look at it. “Perhaps you have seen this one pass through? Did she have an escort?” Likely the culprit, and one Xuan would very much like to get her hands, and fangs, on.