The application of this liquid was like someone driving a bunch of needles into the area, and it made Matias hiss in anguish. However, just as quickly as it stung, it dissipated the overall pain in that area until it was reduced to virtually nothing. He was still breathing heavily, but now Matias felt like he could cook up coherent thoughts again.

"I... What is that...?"

He looked over, the radioactive green drawing his eye. He then fell back with a sigh.

"God, you guys are weird..."

The bug once again fell silent. A cloud of smoke formed around its mask's mouthpiece as it pondered. A hand rose but sat there for a short while, dwelling on its words. Then both hands moved.

"I HAVE NO INTEREST IN THE PEOPLE. MY INTEREST IS FINDING MY COMRADE, WHO DISAPPEARED ON THE 23RD OF SEPTEMBER, TWO YEARS AGO, AND WENT UNREPORTED. WHILE I HAVE REASON TO BELIEVE THE OTHER MYSTIC DISAPPEARANCES ARE CONNECTED TO THIS, I HAVE NO INTEREST IN PURSUING THEM."

It paused.

"BUT I KNOW WHERE MANY OF THEM ARE. PROVIDED YOU CAN HELP ME WITH WHAT I NEED, I CAN HELP YOU WITH WHAT YOU NEED. I DO NOT WORK FOR FREE."