[Goddamn he does look familiar, though. Sounds familiar. He squints, thinking it over - and it only takes another second to come to him. He looks something like Sora, doesn't he? He didn't know the guy extremely well, but they'd spent enough time around each other, building the boats. Smart kid. Riku hadn't fared well when he vanished, and as he recalls, a body was never found. Is this him, altered by the church spirit's work, or someone else? Some sort of cross-world doppelganger?
He takes stock of the ring of spirits, and listens to the curious ramble about selfies before the young man covers what he's tried so far. Now isn't really the time to question him on his name, they should probably deal with the spirits first.]
Some of them take to that better than others. There are a lot of them, aren't there?
[The candy plan might not work, there are just too many. And it's hard now to discuss what else they should try - most of these creatures understand their speech well enough, even if they can't reply in anything but their own tongue. One way translation, for some strange reason, when it's two-way for those who have lanterns.
But maybe he can at least draw enough away for the guy to make a run for it. Delay the spirits in chasing after them. He kneels where he is, still several feet away, and reaches into his pockets for the handful of candies he'd brought along before addressing the spirits.]
I have candy here - sweets. I'll give it all up to you if you let him go.
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He takes stock of the ring of spirits, and listens to the curious ramble about selfies before the young man covers what he's tried so far. Now isn't really the time to question him on his name, they should probably deal with the spirits first.]
Some of them take to that better than others. There are a lot of them, aren't there?
[The candy plan might not work, there are just too many. And it's hard now to discuss what else they should try - most of these creatures understand their speech well enough, even if they can't reply in anything but their own tongue. One way translation, for some strange reason, when it's two-way for those who have lanterns.
But maybe he can at least draw enough away for the guy to make a run for it. Delay the spirits in chasing after them. He kneels where he is, still several feet away, and reaches into his pockets for the handful of candies he'd brought along before addressing the spirits.]
I have candy here - sweets. I'll give it all up to you if you let him go.