"WHAT IS YOUR STATUS. WHAT IS YOUR SPECIES TYPE. USE OF FORCE FOR THE VEHICLE CONTROLS IS ILL ADVISED. LETHAL FORCE WILL BE USED"
Your blunt questioning and sharp statements spill out of your vocal box almost automatically. You have little to no control how your tone is. There is hardly any tone at all if anything.
The Black thing paused for a moment then spoke.
"I'm Snno, I'm an umbral and, and by you humans and your defintions, I'm a dead thing."
You soak in the small amount of info slowly. You ask another question
"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM MR. SNNO. OR HOW I CAME HERE."
You cringed. Clearly this Umbral thing wasn't a "Mr."
Snno thought for a moment.
"No I do not know any of those things... agh"
She clutched at her broken arm again. The smoke started pouring out at an even more alarming rate.
