"I am fine." She places a hand on his shoulder. "It was like being asleep."
She doesn't know how others handle being dead, but it woke her up with a terrible crick in her neck that even a minute of dedicated stretching refused to loosen.
"...did you...?" Run into him? Die, as well? She doesn't want to say it, as if it'll summon the crocodile to them and as if he'll still be crazed.
Duchess, herself, is not much changed in posture; it's still straight and regal. She retains feline grace (although unsteady on her feet-- no tail! Two feet only! What a novelty.)
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Date: 2016-10-05 05:06 pm (UTC)She doesn't know how others handle being dead, but it woke her up with a terrible crick in her neck that even a minute of dedicated stretching refused to loosen.
"...did you...?" Run into him? Die, as well? She doesn't want to say it, as if it'll summon the crocodile to them and as if he'll still be crazed.
Duchess, herself, is not much changed in posture; it's still straight and regal. She retains feline grace (although unsteady on her feet-- no tail! Two feet only! What a novelty.)