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"You're right, I suppose I can understand how that would feel better.." Krystoff agreed, feeling the mellow effect of the weed. He finished the bowl, causing cherry red sparks to fly into the bottom of bong, turning into black specks in the water. He put it to the side, but felt as if it weren't enough, as if something else was actively countering it. Krystoff inwardly fumed, realizing that the Devil's Fang was to blame. Could he enjoy nothing in life as he used to? Bitterness set into the pit of his stomach. He would tell Alexi his problem... but no, not right now. Perhaps if it got worse or she felt better. "Are they more or less vivid than in the past?"