[Oh. Don Quixote nods in understanding, her brow furrowing]
'Tis a disease of the mind, moreso than the body. Once inflicted, we are inflicted by a neverending desire to feast on fresh blood, regardless of our own intent. At times just to feast, to the point of draining all life from the living, and reducing them to nothing more than 'blood bags'. At others, to propagate this curse, to ensure more fall under its thrall.
The Petrification Disease does not turn people into monsters, but those who seek a "cure" have done so, inadvertently or otherwise. This hits a little too close to home for P.]
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[Plainly, he offers to be fair:]
My city is rife with disease, too. It's called the Petrification Disease. So I know how deeply... affecting, and painful, something like that can be.
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'Tis a disease of the mind, moreso than the body. Once inflicted, we are inflicted by a neverending desire to feast on fresh blood, regardless of our own intent. At times just to feast, to the point of draining all life from the living, and reducing them to nothing more than 'blood bags'. At others, to propagate this curse, to ensure more fall under its thrall.
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Awful.
The Petrification Disease does not turn people into monsters, but those who seek a "cure" have done so, inadvertently or otherwise. This hits a little too close to home for P.]
Were you attacked once, too? Is that why...
[Is that why Don is infected?]
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[ so here she is]
He was unusual in his resistance to the curse.
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Was he particularly powerful, or something?
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[Her hero, if you will]