Avery was startled at her sudden outburst, having stepped back ever so slightly. Avery looked disturbed by her story, as there was a long pause. Eventually, Avery bent down, and the girl would feel slender arms wrap around her, and her head pushed to his shoulder. Avery had no idea the slums flooded so easily, wouldn't drainage systems prevent that? Avery pondered on the possibility that there weren't any drainage systems at all...but why?<br/><br/>"Magic...machine?" Avery thought to himself. That could refer to a number of things in his gargantuan house, but he figured it was some kind of regeneration device due to the context the girl put it in. He'd have to look around to find it, but it shouldn't be too hard. The girl would hear sharp, quiet sniffling, but not from her. Her story had moved Avery a bit, as tears soon started to drip from his chin.<br/><br/>"...I almost just ate you up, without question." Avery said, his voice waning as he cried. "I'm so sorry." To think, he almost ate her and called it a day, he felt sick to his stomach. Avery still very much did want to eat her, but the existence of a method of regeneration had been brought to his attention. It was very unfortunate for any past visitors from the slums that Avery had consumed in the past, as their deaths could've been averted.