[He gratefully hands off the jug and takes a moment to rest. He can't sweat, and he isn't cold-blooded, so he pants like a dog to cool himself off.
When he first sees Serph, in the blinding light of the desert and his exhaustion from the heat, he assumes that he's some kind of bird person or winged elf, and it's only after a few more seconds that he sees the six wings and thinks "angel." In that moment his heart begins to race with terror, he stops panting, and his wings raise.
It takes a few more seconds before he realizes there is a possibility that this is simply a transforming Drifter, and calms down just a bit. Still, if this is an angel, he assumes he will know if Echo lies, so he simply tells a vague truth.]
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When he first sees Serph, in the blinding light of the desert and his exhaustion from the heat, he assumes that he's some kind of bird person or winged elf, and it's only after a few more seconds that he sees the six wings and thinks "angel." In that moment his heart begins to race with terror, he stops panting, and his wings raise.
It takes a few more seconds before he realizes there is a possibility that this is simply a transforming Drifter, and calms down just a bit. Still, if this is an angel, he assumes he will know if Echo lies, so he simply tells a vague truth.]
I don't want to discuss it.