



Rook: (slowly standing and stretching wings) Ugh... everything hurts, Sesshy.
Sesshy: Ooooh, you've got wings. Pretty!
Rook: Yes, I do. For all the good they've done me. I'm Corbinian, little Sesshy hallucination, but my friends call me Rook. (quietly) Introducing myself to my hallucinations now... I AM losing it.

Rook: And a very astute little hallucination you are as well.


Sesshy: I am not a halloocimination! Would a halloociminiation be able to do THIS? (munch munch bite)

Rook: GAH! Um... Sesshy. Sesshy, was it? I'm sorry I called you a hallucination. Could you... please maybe chew through the other ropes?
Sesshy: Sure! Climbing up!

Sesshy: (munch, munch, bite - rope breaks) Next arm! (munch, munch bite - rope breaks)
(Sesshy and Rook fall)
Sesshy: AAAAH!!!
Rook: Oooof!

Sesshy: Are you okay?
Rook: Pins... and... needles... ugh. I don't even know how long it's been that I've been hanging here. But bad pins and needles never felt so good... I can't undo the chain on my ankles, my fingers are too numb.
Sesshy: I'll get 'em!

Sesshy: I dunno... the Temple got attacked, and my daddy said to go with the soldier men and I did and then I was asleep and...
(low, deep growling in distance)

Sesshy: (whispering) Yess.... what WAS that?
Rook: Apparently something else in this dungeon agrees that you're not a hallucination. Time to go.
Sesshy: Where?
Rook: Away. As far as I can carry us with these cracked ribs. I'll fly us as far as I can... and hopefully it'll be far enough.

Sesshy: Okay! WEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Rook: What?
Sesshy: That light over there?
Rook: It almost looks like... like maybe... daylight? Let's take a chance shall we? (flying faster)
Sesshy: Weeeeee!