[Wolfwood watches as Pure Vanilla works, having stopped up near the pulpit so he can observe the other for a moment. Watching him move about the church as he does...it's the first time he's actually clocked the fact that Pure Vanilla has never once opened his eyes since he got here, yet somehow navigates a building he's never been in before with ease.]
...yeah. I can't imagine being turned into a sheep after being a cookie.
[Like. How do you even fathom something like that?
Then again, if he thinks about it, he does have experience in being turned into something he's not. Maybe not quite so dramatic as Pure Vanilla's transformation, but...
He sighs, pushing off the pulpit so he can go back to sweeping. There's another bit of silence before he decides to just...ask, so that he isn't wondering forever.]
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...yeah. I can't imagine being turned into a sheep after being a cookie.
[Like. How do you even fathom something like that?
Then again, if he thinks about it, he does have experience in being turned into something he's not. Maybe not quite so dramatic as Pure Vanilla's transformation, but...
He sighs, pushing off the pulpit so he can go back to sweeping. There's another bit of silence before he decides to just...ask, so that he isn't wondering forever.]
Can...you see?