[Huh. Rachel falls silent after that but it's clear that she's thinking this over. It can't be drugs or something so easily explainable. She rests a hand against her chin, her eyes following Sabriel's hand as she stirs.
Eventually she speaks up again.]
Is it a living thing or a ghost? Has anyone tried to hurt it?
[She's so calm, her questions clearly trying to feel out what this Purple Problem might be exactly.]
no subject
Eventually she speaks up again.]
Is it a living thing or a ghost? Has anyone tried to hurt it?
[She's so calm, her questions clearly trying to feel out what this Purple Problem might be exactly.]