Languages 101

[buryyourfriends]

[Now that everything has calmed down, Seto can ask a question that's been rattling around in his brain. So there's a new message on the Rock of Communication in messy handwriting.]

Hi. I hope this is okay to write on.

Is there a way to talk to someone who can't talk? I don't think something like that is in my world, so I don't know if there's something like that.

[Well there was a way to talk to someone without words in Seto's world but he's not touching that with a ten-foot pole.]

I'd like to learn if there is a way so I can talk to them more. I'll be here too sometimes if you want to talk in person. I have a blue jacket on.

- Seto

[And indeed Seto can be found by the rock, if anyone would rather speak in person.]

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[buryyourfriends]

[He thinks it was actually an angel that cursed the Beast in the first place because the man was mean, but--]

It was love, in the end. The lady that the Beast met saved him with her love.

[His Grandpa always seemed kind of sad when they reached that part of the story.]

[catpiper]

[It makes sense. It's not the first time she's heard of love saving someone-she saw it with her own two eyes when Shin and Sai were able to understand one another again, after death formed a rift between them.

She doesn't want to say like Shin, no matter how close the association is in her mind. He was a beast of another nature and one she doesn't particularly want to think about.]

I like that story.

[Enough to sketch two small, barely noticeable figures at the bottom of the community rock. It's enough to distract her from the ever present question-could it save her?

No, it couldn't. Definitely can't. At the end of the day, it's just a fake story and she barely entertains the thought.]

We can tell Drifter that one first.

[buryyourfriends]

[Oblivious to what Ren's thinking, Seto just nods.]

It is a good story.

[There's a lot of things that happen in-between like the bit with the magical rose but it's a nice story in the end.]

Yeah I can tell it to them. And then is there one you'd like to hear too?

[Apparently it's gonna be a request night.]

[catpiper]

The one where the bears eat porridge and-

[Because they're a family. A good family. She never finished the story and can only recall how happy they were eating at a table together. There was probably more to it? But whatever.]

Snow White. That one too.

[buryyourfriends]

I know the bear one!

[He, um. Knows the ending but they can end it when everyone's eating at the table. Because that's nicer.]

And we can tell them Snow White too.

[catpiper]

[Look, she's not one for plans. Doesn't make them often enough to tell good from bad.

But she can say, with absolute certainty, this is a good plan.]

Okay, we can do that. We'll tell them stories until their eyes get tired.

[And she starts to doodle little bears and stars on the community rock as a reminder. They shant forget the Driftybean plan!!]