[A warmth starts to permeate the room. Nothing oppressive, given that it's nearly summer, but perhaps akin to a soft sunbeam.
An indiscernible figure appears in Danny's periphery, one cloaked in mist and fog. Should he turn in its direction, though, it will shift again to his periphery, ever-fixed.]
You are deserving of the new life I have given you and more, child.
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An indiscernible figure appears in Danny's periphery, one cloaked in mist and fog. Should he turn in its direction, though, it will shift again to his periphery, ever-fixed.]
You are deserving of the new life I have given you and more, child.