[Lords, what the hell is this kid so worked up over? Dezel frowns, going over the possibilities and finally concluding that this one must have some serious anxiety issues or...something. There's just so much damn fear and uncertainty coursing over the connection, and all that trembling in the ground beneath...]
[Ah, maybe the root cause is because he doesn't know who's addressing him. Hn.]
Easy, kid. You're getting worked up over nothing. If you can't see me, it's not surprising. Most humans can't.
[As he speaks, Dezel is careful to keep a sense of calm about him. No point in getting the kid worked up any further.]
But if it matters, I'm about twenty paces to your left, laying back under the large oak tree. See the squirrel in the grass? He's next to my boots.
[Of course, it looks like that indicated spot is completely empty. At least the squirrel hanging around that spot seems completely undisturbed? If something or someone is there, it doesn't seem to mind.]
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[Ah, maybe the root cause is because he doesn't know who's addressing him. Hn.]
Easy, kid. You're getting worked up over nothing. If you can't see me, it's not surprising. Most humans can't.
[As he speaks, Dezel is careful to keep a sense of calm about him. No point in getting the kid worked up any further.]
But if it matters, I'm about twenty paces to your left, laying back under the large oak tree. See the squirrel in the grass? He's next to my boots.
[Of course, it looks like that indicated spot is completely empty. At least the squirrel hanging around that spot seems completely undisturbed? If something or someone is there, it doesn't seem to mind.]