[Saori is quiet for a long moment, but she has the foresight to put up a filter. That is a problem that strikes particularly close to home. The dichotomy of spirit within her body, and the aggressive side coming out to overtake the other is a constant fear. It's hard not to think back to her first kidnapping, locked up and prodded while the Malnosso sought to drag it out of her. She never wanted to deal with that thing, but having it has made her more conscious of the darker side of people and other spirits too. Swallowing thickly, she tries to put on a more cheerful tone, but it's probably obviously forced.]
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Is he a good sort of spirit in you, or bad?
[Hopefully good...unlike mine.]