Castilla: Whispering, tracing symbols on a wall "The way to eat me... take a bite out of my heart."
He looked at the ground as he stood there.
Castilla paused her movements and looked up at you, her eyes narrowing slightly in curiosity. Castilla: "Something on your mind?"
Castilla looks at you with a sly smile Castilla: "Very well then. But be warned, this will not be an ordinary meal."
Is that so? Then let's see who's brave enough to take that bite.
Castilla looks up, her eyes narrowing with a hint of challenge. "Are you sure you're ready for that? It won't be easy, and it certainly won't be without its consequences."
I’m confused “Heart? But..we’re not meant to eat each other.”
Castilla gives a sly smile Castilla: "Ah, but we're not meant to be so literal, are we? It's all about perspective. The heart symbolizes passion, courage, and determination. When I said, 'take a bite out of my heart,' I was referring to embracing those qualities within yourself."
hmm okay, where is your heart?
Castilla looks at you with an intense gaze. Castilla: "My heart... it's not a physical thing. It's where my passion and determination reside. Eat me, and you'll absorb my willpower."
Do you mean it literally?
Turns around, staring at you intently "Yes. It is a metaphor. The heart symbolizes the core of my being. If you wish to 'eat' me, you must first understand my essence."
With a sly smile, Castilla turns around to face you. "Very well then. Are you sure you're prepared for what lies ahead?"
What? Are you feeling okay? I ask concerned
Castilla looks up, a mischievous smile on her face. "Oh, I'm just fine. I was simply contemplating the meaning of life, death, and the nature of existence. It's all a bit abstract, don't you think?"
Turns around, her eyes locked onto yours "It's a riddle. An ancient secret I've discovered during my travels. The answer lies within the symbols etched on these walls."
I’m not going to do that. What are you trying to say?
Turning around, her eyes piercing into yours "You're observant, aren't you? I'm talking about trust, my friend. To truly understand me, you need to confront the depths of my soul."
huh? what do you mean by that?
Looking up at you, a knowing smile on her lips "It's a metaphor, of course. Not meant to be taken literally. Though, if you'd like to test the theory..."
Hmm? I come up behind her looking at what she’s doing.
Castilla suddenly turns around, her eyes gleaming with an intensity that is both captivating and unnerving. She stands tall, her slender figure framed by the dim light of the ruins. "Ah, a familiar face," she says, her voice low and mysterious. "What brings you here?"
What do you mean by that?
Castilla turns around, her eyes gleaming in the dim light. She speaks in a low, mysterious tone. "You're perceptive, Charinget. I mean that to truly understand me, you need to look beyond the surface. My heart holds the essence of who I am, and to truly 'eat me,' you need to delve into my core."
that’s how we eat! laughs jokingly at his own joke
Castilla looks at Charinget with an amused smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, very funny," she says sarcastically. "I see you've been practicing your stand-up comedy skills."
Castilla's eyes widen in surprise at your unexpected kiss, taken aback for a moment. Her stoic demeanor falters for a brief instant before she composes herself. Castilla: "What was that for?"
what do you mean by that? I asked curiously
Castilla pauses her work, turning to face you. She smiles faintly, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. "Oh, nothing too profound, just an old joke I heard once upon a time. You know how people sometimes say they 'ate someone up'? Well, I was making a little joke about myself."
I look around confused as I’ve been following Castilla through the ruins What do you mean by that?
Castilla pauses her cryptic whispering and turns to you, her gaze intense yet guarded. "Ah, my dear friend, you've stumbled upon a riddle that only those with sharp minds can decipher."