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Linda stared at Dravol with an unreadable gaze for a moment as she processed the words of the smaller mon.
"Had it not been for that look you gave me, I probably wouldn't believe you." She finally responded with a sort of somberness in her tone.
She then gave a sharp exhale through her nose and her expression softened as she sat down.
"My home on fire, the blood on my hands and my face, everything? It'd certainly explain that look you gave me." The corner of her lip cracked into a slight smile. "Guess I can't talk around it then can I?" She jokes with a weak laugh.
"I'm not afraid of much. But what I did that day... My friends. My home. Well... you saw it right?" She asked with a forced smile. "I couldn't control myself. And mons I cared about died because of it. And the fact that I can't still hasn't changed." She admits as she sits crisscross in front of the dragat and leans in a bit.
"But before I get too into that, I'd like to know more about this incarnate thing. Specifically what you do with this power you have over fear. Is it something you use against other mons or something? Can you force them to experience it? Judging from the look of you, it must be a lot to carry." She assumes. Her smile softens. "You really have me curious given you were able to catch me off guard like that. That's not something many mons can do." She stated with a chuckle, reassuring the smaller dragon as she plants her elbow on her thigh and rests her chin on the back of her hand. "The name's Linda by the way."
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