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[Humans sleep at night, right? It seemed like the best time to try leaving his room, at least, considering from what he'd seen most of the residents here weren't nocturnal, or so he thought.

He's going to open his door slowly, leaning out of his room and examining the hallway outside; all clear from what he could tell, soooo he'll step outside as quickly as he can without making any noise and head downstairs.

Mainly because with everything going on, he was too caught up in his own stuff to remember you could wish for stuff here, namely food, resulting in his hunger finally getting to him.

Then once he finally gets to the kitchen, he's totally raiding everything. If he picks up something he doesn't like, he'll just put it back and keep looking, otherwise he'll finish whatever the hell it was he picked up cause it was more than likely delicious.]

[ooc: because being able to avoid your loss by hanging around in your room is lame, I'm throwing him on out there. Hallways on the way down or the kitchen itself, your choice, but this troll clearly needs to be bothered in the most awkward situation ever]

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[He sighs in relief and chews thoughtfully on a piece of bread while he processes that.]

Oh. Aradia did say she got turned into a frog once... That doesn't seem so bad, but, um, I guess being in someone else's body would be weird, a little.

So, if you're not Feferi... Wait, um, Eridan?

It's funny, I honestly didn't think you'd figure it out.

Most trolls, um, seem to think that just because I can't use my legs, that I'm stupid too. But that isn't true. I know I'm not the smartest, but, dumb isn't a thing that I am.

But, I'm sorry that you have to be stuck in a body, that isn't your own.

Thanks I guess.

An' if you see me around, make sure you act like you don't know it isn't me unless she tells you, alright?

I don't know if she'd be happy I told you or not.

I will do my best not to let her know, if I can. I hope it doesn't last very long, for both of your sakes.

Apparently it only ever lasts a week or so.

So that'd be a few more days.

That doesn't seem like very long, at all. And, maybe you'll be lucky and change back, sooner.

Well it's a lot fuckin' longer from your perspective when it's happenin' to you.

[Going back to that apple, and once he's finished he'll begin sifting through the plate idly.]

You'll see. Eventually somethin'll happen to you an' you'll know what I mean.

I wonder, sometimes, what could happen to me. Um, I mean, that something worse hasn't already happened. Because, now that I've been, dead, most things seem a lot less bad, in comparison to dying. Even being dead, in the dream bubbles, was nice.

I guess that's a way to look at it.

I mean I guess one thing about bein' here is I'm likin' not bein' dead that's always a plus.

Just a fuckin' atrocity that it's all fickle as shit.

[Shock! He didn't know that.]

Oh! You were, um, dead at home too? How did it, happen?

But, um, yes the uncertainty about this place could be a thing, that is unpleasant.

[Oh yeah, he wouldn't, would he...

scowling.]

None of your fuckin' business.

Just cause you're willin' to go around sharin' or whatever doesn't mean everyone else is so fuckin' clumsy as to tell everyone everythin' the minute they're asked.

I don't have a reason, to lie, or try to hide, that I died. I'm sure, everyone from home, knows already what happened, and, um, if it came up, it came up.

...fine, whatever. That's your deal.

I don't give a fuck.

You do what you want, I'll do what I want. It might be better if you don't find out anyway.

Alright. I won't ask, if you don't want to talk about it.

[And he'll just go back to picking awkwardly at the food.]