Allie

H ello.

Sounds scawyyy ...

Noooo ...

No phone. I don't know what that is. Is it the rectangle glowy thingy ?

That would be bad ...

I'm immune to fire. But I wills be careful.

{ Sneezing fire? This is normal. }

{ Scarfing down the steak like a snake eating a mouse. }

Yes, yes. Go use your weird rectangle.

{ Allie's tail spears the steak with its tip, lifting it for her to eat. }

Okkk...

{ Allie hops down, and climbs up onto a seat. }

No, you don't need to cut it ...

Just heat it up.

Hm ...

{ Her tiny clawed hand reachs up and curious grabs his hat. }

You are a ghost. Why ?

Stories. Humans hunt demons and eat them. Don't eat me ...

N Nooo ...

It's where I was born. Humans are scary, I think.

{ Allie holds on pretty tight, looking around at all the house like a cat seeing a new place for the first time. }

I am. Walk.

{ She is gripping pretty tight, so... }

{ Instead, her tail shoots up and wraps around his arm. She uses it as leverage to boost up onto his shoulder. Ok... }

Uhm --

Could you, hold out your arm?

Cooked, is ok. That's all.

. . .

Meat.

{ Nodding. }

...

Do you ... have food?

Here?

This place? Your... home?

N No. Scary.

{ Nodding. }

I'm from... down. I was born there.

Oh. Hell.

Are you going to send me back ... ?

...

{ Thinking. }

Allie.

Weird.

What should... my name be?

I guess.

...

What is a name?

I'm ...

I don't have a, n name. Your language is weird.