[He half mutters it, then sighs, stretching his long legs out. He does know that this place is fucked up, but he has trust issues with a capital "t". She could be screwing with him for any number of reasons, he thinks, even as he tells himself she doesn't seem the type. So, he shifts his attention to the doll, instead. There's nothing even that weird about it, but just looking at it makes his skin crawl, and after a second, he stands up, striding across the room and snatching the thing up. He tosses it in a closet, where it hits the back wall with a thump, then closes the door much harder than necessary and then flops back down next to his pack.
Usually, he'd tell himself he's being childish, but who knows if a doll could murder him or steal his soul or something here. Besides, there's no way he'll miss Dakota going to the closet. He shoots her a smile.]
Are you sure you didn't move it? I'll take that over the Chucky rip-off.
[Cassel is back to being totally! Not bothered! By any of this at all. Or trying to pretend, at least.]
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[He half mutters it, then sighs, stretching his long legs out. He does know that this place is fucked up, but he has trust issues with a capital "t". She could be screwing with him for any number of reasons, he thinks, even as he tells himself she doesn't seem the type. So, he shifts his attention to the doll, instead. There's nothing even that weird about it, but just looking at it makes his skin crawl, and after a second, he stands up, striding across the room and snatching the thing up. He tosses it in a closet, where it hits the back wall with a thump, then closes the door much harder than necessary and then flops back down next to his pack.
Usually, he'd tell himself he's being childish, but who knows if a doll could murder him or steal his soul or something here. Besides, there's no way he'll miss Dakota going to the closet. He shoots her a smile.]
Are you sure you didn't move it? I'll take that over the Chucky rip-off.
[Cassel is back to being totally! Not bothered! By any of this at all. Or trying to pretend, at least.]