"Scared of animals..?" Gale repeated in a confused tone, continuing to pick at her teeth before realizing what about her was perceived as scary. "Oh, I get it. These fangs, right?" she asked, flashing him a big, toothy smile. "Don't be afraid. I get woozy when I come near meat or any food with blood in it," she explained, her smile reverting to the thin line of a mouth that it had been, "my family is...was, full of just fruit bats. These teeth are sort of just for show." She inhaled smoothly before exhaling through clenched teeth. "If you're ready," she said in a softer tone, shuddering as Brandy's connections began to override her control. A sharp screech similar to feedback escaped her royal purple lips and pierced the strangely quiet air before dying down, replaced by a dull static. 

After a few seconds of that tedious static, Gale's eyes took on that same phantasmic yellow hue with the radiant light seemingly pouring out of her eyeballs. "Hello?" Brandy whispered, speaking in the static accent that only parasites and living weapons could seem to understand. "Who exactly am I speaking to? Gale has been explaining all that she can detect, but not even I can see. There is only so much a parasite like me can do," he breathed, clasping the glowing sword in her small fist.