i am a cage in search of a bird

[crocodiline]

[ The figure inside the frosted glass snaps her fingers, and the glass falls away, sliding into grooves in the ground below. Inside, behind additional bulletproof glass, sits a woman, legs up on a transparent glass desk, absentmindedly petting a... whatever this thing is.

Say hello to your mastermind, everyone! ]

Hey there, everyone. Nice to talk to you in person - my name is Cipher, welcome to my city. Sorry I took so long to show up in person. No need to get up on my account - how about we talk business?

[ Let's drive. ]

Comments

[withagun]

Mm, yeah. Yeah, this is all a little...overwhelming, I think? Maybe...after something to eat. Ah- I really am feeling hungry again. It was- it was so weird, there was food but we never needed to sleep or felt like eating, but I still needed to breathe, and...

[ He's rambling a little. Sensory overload. ]

[visiblepattern]

[Just, let his fingers play with your hair a little, you.]

It's all right. Take all the time you need. Let's go get you some food, I know Zinda brought some...

[Come on, this is kind of a lot but let's go.]

[withagun]

[ That's fine. That's...absolutely fine, his face is slightly flushed from the excitement of it all and also the hair playing is something he's not used to but. ]

Snacks! She- gave me something, um... [ He's dropped it. He's still the same kinda hapless boy.

But throughout all of this he is not inclined to let go of Forrest or at least venture too far. ]