...Yeah R can see how his attempt to be reassuring and non-threatening didn't quite pan out when it's put like that.
R shakes his head: while zombies do eat people (the blood sucking is just kind of incidental, really), he's pretty sure they don't intentionally drive people crazy. That part seems like it happens on its own and he can say that living in the wasteland of a city you might've grown up, seeing neighbors and family and coworkers all being eaten alive, and he thinks he can see why people spiral. In a way, it's easier to be a corpse. Less complicated. Things don't shock. Things don't have much of an impact and he's always wished for something more, but sometimes he can see why it might be considered a perk. At last Hiccup hadn't screamed his head off or gone for the carving knife by the lamb. He'd been worried about the screaming the most.
"Zom...bie," R carefully enunciates it for him, working it out behind the muzzle. The word "draugr" actually has a kind of a ring to it and it does seem less offensive than being called corpse or it or thing. "Some...things same." He wants to get that out there, be truthful. His hand comes out toward Hiccup.
The dead boy wants to shake. When he sees that look in Hiccup's brown eyes, curious, honest but a little nervous, he wants to talk like real people.
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R shakes his head: while zombies do eat people (the blood sucking is just kind of incidental, really), he's pretty sure they don't intentionally drive people crazy. That part seems like it happens on its own and he can say that living in the wasteland of a city you might've grown up, seeing neighbors and family and coworkers all being eaten alive, and he thinks he can see why people spiral. In a way, it's easier to be a corpse. Less complicated. Things don't shock. Things don't have much of an impact and he's always wished for something more, but sometimes he can see why it might be considered a perk. At last Hiccup hadn't screamed his head off or gone for the carving knife by the lamb. He'd been worried about the screaming the most.
"Zom...bie," R carefully enunciates it for him, working it out behind the muzzle. The word "draugr" actually has a kind of a ring to it and it does seem less offensive than being called corpse or it or thing. "Some...things same." He wants to get that out there, be truthful. His hand comes out toward Hiccup.
The dead boy wants to shake. When he sees that look in Hiccup's brown eyes, curious, honest but a little nervous, he wants to talk like real people.