[As she spoke, Rorschach pulled the journal he always carried around out of his inner pocket. Really, his trenchcoat didn't even look like it had that much space to begin with, yet he was able to carry quite a number of items around with him thanks to sewing extra pockets in for space.
He scribbled down a little bit about what she was saying in truly atrocious handwriting. One would have to squint and look it over a few times just to even start getting a sense of what he was writing. Then he looked up.]
Monsters?
[Was she speaking of literal or metaphorical monsters?]
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He scribbled down a little bit about what she was saying in truly atrocious handwriting. One would have to squint and look it over a few times just to even start getting a sense of what he was writing. Then he looked up.]
Monsters?
[Was she speaking of literal or metaphorical monsters?]