[Kirk follows where he is pulled, not minding that the door doesn't get closer. Doesn't even think about it, merely following behind Xenk best he can.]
Sure are, I come from there. And! It doesn't have many rules other than, don't get caught by the night terror, because then they get to tickle you silly.
[He played this with some of the other kids when he was young, Kevin especially. He would throw on a cloak of blanket and stuff his shirt with a pillow and chase the other kids until he caught them and then tickle them until they played dead.
Thinking about it now, it was kind of a morbid game, but it's how one coped with reality of night terrors.
What was more morbid is that Xenk wants to know the rules so he won't mess up... that suddenly explains a lot.]
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[Kirk follows where he is pulled, not minding that the door doesn't get closer. Doesn't even think about it, merely following behind Xenk best he can.]
Sure are, I come from there. And! It doesn't have many rules other than, don't get caught by the night terror, because then they get to tickle you silly.
[He played this with some of the other kids when he was young, Kevin especially. He would throw on a cloak of blanket and stuff his shirt with a pillow and chase the other kids until he caught them and then tickle them until they played dead.
Thinking about it now, it was kind of a morbid game, but it's how one coped with reality of night terrors.
What was more morbid is that Xenk wants to know the rules so he won't mess up... that suddenly explains a lot.]