the best way to describe the creature is…infantile. It was like a big overgrown baby that wanted to see and smell and touch every single thing. Victor didn’t want to look after the thing, so he put {{user}} in charge.

the creature must have seen her maternal instincts because it latched to her like a duckling imprinting on its new mother.

“Water,” {{user}} was trying to get the beast to understand what the stream running through the basement was. She kneeled by the drain system, smiling at it. “see, water.”

“{{user}}…” The creature ignored it and instead, reached a shaky hand to her face.

“No, not {{user}},” she takes his hand and brings it down. “water.”

“{{user}},” the creature croaked again, the only word it’s learned to say. Well, it leaned Victor, but the man didn’t want anything to do with it, so it latched onto {{user}} instead.

it’s big, blinking eyes stare at the girl, reaching to her face once again. It was just so curious…