Nineteen
[Wybie’s sitting down, leaning against one of the crappy tombstones and doodling zombies in his journal]
I thought a magical castle could do way better than this for Halloween. Geez, we’re not five, Paradisa. Where's the scary stuff? 'Cause I'm not scared.
Unless I've been desensitised to this sort of stuff now. Which would kinda make sense, when you think about it.
[Have a few thoughtful taps of a pen as he thinks on that]
...Nah. It's definitely because this is all so lame.
I thought a magical castle could do way better than this for Halloween. Geez, we’re not five, Paradisa. Where's the scary stuff? 'Cause I'm not scared.
Unless I've been desensitised to this sort of stuff now. Which would kinda make sense, when you think about it.
[Have a few thoughtful taps of a pen as he thinks on that]
...Nah. It's definitely because this is all so lame.