*Iris pulls Hanna into a hug*
Iris: You're not dangerous! You're just... hurting.
*Horus frowns*
Horus: Well, I mean she is kind of-
*Iris fixes Horus with a glare and he changes pace*
Horus: -kind of hurting. Hanna, how often do you need to... eat? 


*Xan crouches by a window, so that looking in all one would see is the top of her head from her eyes up*
Xan: Jok... Hu Jok... (Bad... Very bad)