[The Archivist's response is immediate and reflexive. He tries to sway at the giant flying thing that puts itself directly in front of his face. It's only after he's either made contact or reeled back enough after missing that he takes stock of what the hell is going on.]
What- Keep out of my face!
[The words are snapped, half-confusion, half-fear. That's... is that a fairy? Christ! The creatures they're bringing into this program are getting stranger by the day. How is she even supposed to function?]
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What- Keep out of my face!
[The words are snapped, half-confusion, half-fear. That's... is that a fairy? Christ! The creatures they're bringing into this program are getting stranger by the day. How is she even supposed to function?]