"Think you got stuck in Bahzell because you're a giant in real life, or because you were reading? You should have been posting for me, it's your turn on all five games. AGAIN." It was difficult for Botany to predict Coral because he was annoyingly impulsive, but they always got along anyway. Probably due to masochism on Coral's part, but he claimed it was just a natural thick skin. At the moment it didn't seem to bother him this was the topic of choice, when it might be more relevant/normal to wonder what was happening to their real bodies, and their families. "I believe reading, because you look like an angel right now, and if you look in the dictionary under evil there's a picture of you."<br/><br/>"There is not." Botany rubbed her eyes and sighed, "This is weird. Hey I wonder..." To Coral's bemusement, she wandered off a few steps and began to study the grass intently. Not like she immediately recognized every grass species, because they were killer to differentiate sometimes, and you really did need the seedhead if it wasn't something you knew. And a key, which she didn't happen to have. Still.<span style="font-style: italic"> Poa</span>? Typical agronomic mix? Leading to was this old field or more natural? What was species diversity like? Botany was in the middle of a cascading thought chain related to ecosystems and species radiation when Coral stroked a hand over the top of one wing.<br/><br/>A yelp and she jumped, "Hey! I can feel that." Coral gave her that look, that said he was reluctantly amused by her insanity. Fascinating that it still worked, even in a new body. It made her wonder if she made Alleya's smile crocked. Of course normally his ears didn't move around like that. His voice was deeper now, but it really somehow was the same. Probably the accent. Botany was downright terrible with accents and it had actually never occured to her to try to describe it before. Some variant of British-ish, but not like the stereotype high class British and not like the one with no H, and he did grow up in Africa so maybe... Coral said, "I think the wings are attached to you Evil."<br/><br/>"I mean your brian is pretty flexible about body image, because otherwise they wouldn't be able to do that freaking people out with a hammer on a fake hand thing, but I don't have a map for wings because I don't have wings. So the wing nerves are going somewhere in my head right? Would that create a new spot or run through parts I did have? Wait, do it again." Botany closed her eyes, thinking maybe if she could determine what it felt like, she might be able to figure out how to work the damn things. Probably good she was a side sleeper. "Mmmm keep doing that."<br/><br/>"Botany." Her name, his voice was warm with amusement, and the tone was a warning. Not like Coral stayed on topic. Well he could stay on a topic, and he'd ask a hundred questions, which made even boring conversations somehow more tolerable. If you liked answering questions and not being able to finish a thought or follow another thought before he asked another question. Botany thought it was interesting to follow someone else's thought chain once in a while. "Oh fine, but you spend hours petting your stupid cats. I guess if you touch your arm, you can't know it is next to your face in your brain anyway right? So.. probably like trying to learn to lift one eyebrow or something." That meant trying to move them and then doing that a thousand times and man how do you even learn flying? Jump off a cliff? "So what do you think happens when you die in the game?"<br/><br/>Apparently that was enough to divert Coral from nagging her about the whole other people out there thing. Which is probably where he was going next, because it was the least interesting topic. Also she bet with his giant ears he could hear voices where she'd seen movement. She couldn't hear anything. Anyway, probably if they were body snatched other people would be too. If they were not, well no point worrying about it now. Coral finally shrugged, "Lets not find out."<br/><br/>Botany grinned, "Great so maybe you should pull out that big sword of yours..." Coral twitched his ears and so Botany added innocently, "The sword on your back? If you're worried about us being safe." How could he forget Bahzell wore a huge sword on his back? Actually scratch that, Coral could forget anything. While Coral was distracted with feeling over his shoulder for the sword and then swinging it around happily, she went back to something interesting; assessing plant biodiversity.