“There, does that feel better? I think I’ve healed as much of the damage as I can for now, but I bet we can do more later. Can all three of you hear me?” Bug asked. Each head nodded yes.

“And the pain, does it still hurt?” She asked next.

“No, just strange,” one of the heads said.

“Good, alright, how about names? Does anyone remember theirs?” She asked this very gently, still worried about their fragile mental state. She had already spent the last few hours just patching them up and healing the strange internal damage as much as she could. Their mental state after something like this, though, she knew that wouldn’t be good. It had been hard for her to hide her anger at the monsters who would do this, but it was important now to let it show right now.

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“No,” all three heads said at once.

“Okay, I can give you names. Would you like that? Do you want separate names? I’m not really sure how thinking works for right now,” she replied.

“Single name, thoughts run together, still figuring out,” they answered back.

“Hmm, how about Emily?” It was the first name that Bug could think of that no one in the void house had.

“Yes, we like it,” Emily answered.

“Perfect, now why don’t you follow me? I’ve got some new friends for you to meet, and don’t worry, I already told them all about you, they know exactly what you’re going through. Cal rescued them, too. My big brother does that a lot, and I think you are going to really like him the longer you hang out with us. Oh, and I need to teach you how to play D&D. It’s really fun!” Bug said, guiding Emily into the hall towards Ethel’s realm.