[He gives the request without really paying attention to it, caught on looking around Orpheus' home. And that's the thing, it looks like a home, not just a random collection of furniture in a place provided by a magical kidnapping town. It looks like Orpheus has carved a life out for himself here, somehow, against all the odds.
It's alien and fascinating to him, and he finds himself walking slowly around the kitchen to look at all the little bits and pieces. He bends to smell the carnation, he reaches out and lightly touches one of the feathers at the shrine.]
What is this?
[He's curious, he's never actually seen a shrine before.]
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[He gives the request without really paying attention to it, caught on looking around Orpheus' home. And that's the thing, it looks like a home, not just a random collection of furniture in a place provided by a magical kidnapping town. It looks like Orpheus has carved a life out for himself here, somehow, against all the odds.
It's alien and fascinating to him, and he finds himself walking slowly around the kitchen to look at all the little bits and pieces. He bends to smell the carnation, he reaches out and lightly touches one of the feathers at the shrine.]
What is this?
[He's curious, he's never actually seen a shrine before.]