"Like shit."

The figure laughs, before picking the tray back up and placing it at your bedside.

Oh my god.

The conversation becomes even more oddly casual.

That's it.

You need to know who this is, and why you're in their house.

"Who am I and why are you here?" it says, like it knew exactly what you were about to say.

"I am Basilius, otherwise known as Basil, God Of All Nature."

"I know it's a lot to handle all at once, don't feel bad."

"You're here because I found you. Which is odd, because no one ever enters my forest."

"But I think I can understand why you came here."

"I don't like life being put to waste."