[ Now that's what she's talking about. She shudders appropriately when he describes plucking eyes out of sockets, looks horrified by the nobleman's crime.
When Cu delivers the final line, Chell shivers again. Imagine it: running for your life from an implacable, giant enemy.
Gee. What must that be like.
After a moment, though, she grins and golf claps, shifting the staff to the crook of her arm to do so. Good one! Very spooky. And quiet. ]
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When Cu delivers the final line, Chell shivers again. Imagine it: running for your life from an implacable, giant enemy.
Gee. What must that be like.
After a moment, though, she grins and golf claps, shifting the staff to the crook of her arm to do so. Good one! Very spooky. And quiet. ]