Maybe fondness for creepy horrorterrors is just a Lalonde thing. We instead carry the bizarre genetic trait of finding monstrous beings beyond human comprehension mildly unsettling.

[Dirk will. Just sit there. Watching and not moving. Don't want to risk jostling the metaphorical knife wound!]

I don't know. It would be an interesting idea, but most of my time on Derse was occupied trying to understand the evil fish queen and plan against her. That and dragging Roxy down whenever she wandered off again.