An awkward conversation

When you entered the sacrificial room you saw her in the middle of the room, legs up to her face and softly crying.

You had hoped to alleviate the situation but your approach only caused her to look up in terror and fear.

Not entirely sure what to do you morphed your little manipulator nub back into existence and slowly approached the wall where you had written previously. You then pointed towards the words “sorry”.

The fear wasn’t completly gone in her eyes but you could see that her pose relaxed just a tiny bit.

You dipped your manipulator in some blood and wrote some more hoping that she understood: “sorry for arms” and “sorry for clothes” and continued to point at them.

Finally she spoke with a voice you had heard only once before back on earth: Your sister spoke like this seconds before she attempted suicide. A combination between desperation and resignation.

However instead of “im sorry” like your sister on earth she instead said: you... you’re sentient?

You wrote: yes.

“It worked... the summoning worked” she whispered. “W-what do you want from me?

You had to think about that for a second. Its not like you saved her with the intent of having a servant. lacking an answer you instead wrote: name?

M-my name? I don’t have a name.

Not having time to unpack the emotional baggage that comes with that you simply wrote “make” above “name?” And pointed to them in order.

You want me to make a name? H-how about Cal?

(Good enough)

You then wrote down: “me escape, help?”

You want me to help you escape? S-sure, ill try my best.

(Oke good. I don’t know why she’s so helpfull to the one who unconsensually amputated her arms but you’re not one to complain)

You then wrote down the last things: “jump yes jump jump no” hopefully she would understand. So far she had so you trusted that she would.

After that you grabbed the healing pot of the floor, it only had a tiny bit of liquid left, since you apparantly didn’t need to drink you went to hand it over to her, but she looked absolutly terrified of you so you simply placed it in front of her and walked towards the other room to continue your table-leg chopping.