[right][h2][color=8882be]Sirpa's Catharsis[/color][/h2][@silver21][/right]

[color=808080]The Keeper tucks the tray under one arm, steps back, and lowers into a squat. [i]"You're lost. That's why you're here."[/i] Their free hand traces a slow circle through the air. [i]"Nowhere, but scattered everywhere."[/i] Completing its arc, the hand settles at their side.

Then, the staring starts. 

For an awkwardly long time, the Keeper remains silent. Eventually one of those large, round eyes slowly blinks and the other follows suit. A wide, toothy smile breaks across their face.

[i]"How did you get lost?"[/i][/color]