[Childe's attention is drawn to a relatively dishevelled looking woman, with little leaves and twigs in her hair. She looks pale, ill, and a bit concerned.]
He swipes his hair away from his eyes, stepping out of the deluge of water he'd stepped into. Shaking loose rivulets of it off of his hands.]
No, yeah, I'm fine. There were just...
[He pauses. This was embarrassing, man.]
Worms. Big juicy ones, all over me. They started climbing up my legs. I think they're trying to get away from all this... Water.
[The Harbinger looks at her, fully expecting her to laugh, or think he's pathetic. He looks like a wet dog, hair clinging limply to his head. He just shrugs, resigned to his fate. Glad he wasn't covered in them OR their slime anymore.]
They kind of just burst out of the ground and startled me. I'm good.
[She'd been hearing things too. Glad he wasn't just completely losing his mind, then.]
What about you? You look like you ended up on the wrong side of every plant here.
Re: Contents Worming
He swipes his hair away from his eyes, stepping out of the deluge of water he'd stepped into. Shaking loose rivulets of it off of his hands.]
No, yeah, I'm fine. There were just...
[He pauses. This was embarrassing, man.]
Worms. Big juicy ones, all over me. They started climbing up my legs. I think they're trying to get away from all this... Water.
[The Harbinger looks at her, fully expecting her to laugh, or think he's pathetic. He looks like a wet dog, hair clinging limply to his head. He just shrugs, resigned to his fate. Glad he wasn't covered in them OR their slime anymore.]
They kind of just burst out of the ground and startled me. I'm good.
[She'd been hearing things too. Glad he wasn't just completely losing his mind, then.]
What about you? You look like you ended up on the wrong side of every plant here.