Yes.
'Did–did you just speak to me?' Out of shock, Hex entered the inner space and stood before the Dragon Bear Soul. The Frost Dragon had returned to sleep on top of the monolith. Hex was too shocked, however, to pay much attention to her.
I always speak to you.
The Dragon Bear tilted its head and watched Hex with large crystal-like eyes. It hadn't moved its maws at all, though.
'Is that so?' Hex chuckled dryly. The growls and roars didn't escape him. He just ignored them, believing it to be a habit of the beast's soul. He was so good at ignoring it that he could just faze it all out and not even hear it sometimes.
Now, however, it was hard to do so. Not only could he hear it speak, it felt like the words were spoken into his mind. His soul experienced each sentiment going through the beast before him.
