Tikal : / / Harmonyshrine
His surprise is her own. Shoulders nudged upwards as she took a small step away, taken aback by his sudden movements. He was most certainly everything she’d come to learn about him, but seeing him up close was…different, all the same. As if he were a living, breathing contradiction. It only intrigued her further.
“Goodness, my apologies.” She speaks slowly and eases herself, the hand by her lips coming to rest against her cheek instead. “I was ahead of myself. My name is Tikal, and I’m…” Saying spirit wasn’t exactly easy, now was it? “A friend of the Chaos.” That didn’t sound too much better. She bit the inside of her cheek, puzzled. “…I mean, I am familiar with Chaos Energy. Very much so in fact— I’ve seen many use the emeralds, for many different things, but your interactions with them have been unique.”
She nodded towards the emerald in Shadow’s hand. “Your connection is artificial, but your use seems pure. It’s quite strange to me, but if I have learned anything in my time it is to keep an open mind.” A delicate smile was given. “Your name is Shadow, correct?”
❝ A friend of the chaos ? ❞ He parrots as though needing to get A FEEL for the phrase before he could understand. Truly that idea was very new to him and though he didn’t entirely get it, it sounds passable, even fascinating to him. Her correction does make MORE SENSE and just for a moment he thought it might be nice to talk to someone who actually seemed to know something about Chaos Control. Though he could use it, it wasn’t something he FULLY UNDERSTOOD and so far no one else seem to either. His gaze shifts back to Emerald as he listens to her curiously with a slight hum of acknowledgement.
Needless to say he normally wears his guard high but he doesn’t FEEL THREATENED by her or even irritated. She possesses a gentle, soothing aura that feels familiar to him though he hasn’t been privy to such a thing in a long time and though he CAN TELL there is something different about her he hasn’t yet placed what. Every other spirit hes come in contact with has had an alarming chaotic energy that he hasn’t liked, just like the “abnormalities ” as Omega CALLED THEM in hang castle and mystic mansion, and a few other places his adventures with Sonic and his friends had lead them.
❝ Thats right, I’m Shadow– and you’re… Tikal ?… You’re an echidna arent you … I had thought Knuckles was the soul survivor of his race. ❞ he puzzles, head tilting to THE SIDE ever so slightly. Thats what he was told anyway but maybe there were a few other echidnas floating about here and there.