The creature roars in a manner not unlike a very angry furnace. You’re standing relatively far from it, but you still feel the heat on your face as a wave of scorching air rolls over the pair of you.
DANIEL: “Eugh. Is he trying to say something?”
BONNIE: “I’unno. He’s just standing around, though.”
DANIEL: “Waiting to get his speaking face back?”
Omar roars again. It might be the only vocalisation he’s currently capable of.