[h3][color=8dc73f]Scott[/color][/h3][hr]

RPG? Manga?! Those words were a shock, even in their slightly-off pronunciation. So he knew? Or were they just words that someone had said before?

[color=8dc73f]“I... yeah. Yeah, they mean something. And I know Florida, too. She’s an American.”[/color] He glanced at Miiba. Lear had called her a young girl. Did that mean she was a child? None of the others had spoken the way she did. His eyes softened, and he looked away. [color=8dc73f]“No, I... I don’t know, Miiba.”[/color]

There were a few seconds where nobody spoke, then Lear broke the silence.

"Scott, Miiba mentioned a "shadow man" that she saw before she woke up as a Goblin. Do you remember such a figure? Did they give you any kind of...quest? Or...a special ability? Something you haven't seen other monsters use?"

Again, Scott paused. [color=8dc73f]“W- well, ‘they’ must’ve given me the ability to talk, if anything.”[/color] He rubbed the back of his neck. [color=8dc73f]“I... don’t remember any shadow men or the like."[/color] It wasn't a [i]lie[/i], per se. He never met a shadow man - he met the Demon King. [color=8dc73f]"There wasn’t much [i]to[/i] see, where I was. But I do remember a voice. And it did give me something.”[/color]

Scott glanced around for something suitable - and a small, pointed pebble caught his eye. He grabbed it, and then a nearby leaf. Trying his best not to tear the leaf, he began to Scribe.

[color=98fb98][i]Heal[/i][/color]

Once it was done, he held it out to the pair. [color=8dc73f]“If you have any scrapes or bruises, this will work just like a spell would.”[/color]