[That giggle is disconcerting, and he's not sure if it's a good sign or a bad one that he seems to have amused it. The words are a partial answer, and one that only adds more questions... The same ones he had before about why this thing needs people so desperately, but also he's back to the one the cat never answered about how he can be here when he should be dead. If he can be here, and if things just show up in here, then is it possible...
No, he refuses to think about the possibility that she might actually be here, stuck in some way where only a voice could reach him. Something else, reading his mind and messing with him. That's more likely, anyway.
There's more he could ask. More he does but doesn't want to know. He'll choose the latter and stay silent at this point. The Rabbit has the right idea. Let this thing be distracted by someone else.]
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No, he refuses to think about the possibility that she might actually be here, stuck in some way where only a voice could reach him. Something else, reading his mind and messing with him. That's more likely, anyway.
There's more he could ask. More he does but doesn't want to know. He'll choose the latter and stay silent at this point. The Rabbit has the right idea. Let this thing be distracted by someone else.]