*Zeta decides to not let Jillian do all the work again, then stands up while cradling her injured hand to her chest. She stands behind Jillian, and peers over her shoulder, cause she doesn't actually know what she's looking for, due to not being able to read text in asterisks.*
Zeta: Er, what're you looking for, and can I help?

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*Vaseraga is silently singing [i]I Need A Hero[/i] in his mind while he pivots on his feet to hack at the tendrils with his massive scythe. Again, he isn't fazed one bit if he gets poked in the chest by a tentacle, although that isn't saying he'd willingly let it happen.*
Vaseraga: Are we enjoying ourselves yet?
*His question is mostly directed at the rest of the group, but also himself partly.*