It's the first time he's ever heard that term, though he'll hear it no doubt in times to come. It's not a name he's ever heard given to the King in Yellow, however, nor Hastur or even any of the other beings he's read about in the beastiary or his scattered memories. He steps a little closer, since he seems curious but wary.
Wary means he also thinks John might be able to overpower him, which is a good sign.
"I... suppose." He looks down at himself, shivering before looking up, the glowing golden eyes narrowing a little to peer at him. Then he'll try and move forward.
"My name is John," he offers. "What's yours? And... where are we?" A pause. "Or when are we? What year?"
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It's the first time he's ever heard that term, though he'll hear it no doubt in times to come. It's not a name he's ever heard given to the King in Yellow, however, nor Hastur or even any of the other beings he's read about in the beastiary or his scattered memories. He steps a little closer, since he seems curious but wary.
Wary means he also thinks John might be able to overpower him, which is a good sign.
"I... suppose." He looks down at himself, shivering before looking up, the glowing golden eyes narrowing a little to peer at him. Then he'll try and move forward.
"My name is John," he offers. "What's yours? And... where are we?" A pause. "Or when are we? What year?"