[center][color=Brown]"Oh..."[/color] Eve looks back at the crater he came out of and clears his throat awkwardly. [color=Brown]"So that's my head kinda hurt! I wouldn't mind if a healer took a look."[/color] And by healer, he is referring to Charlie.

Eve looks at the bloody tissue Allux threw on the ground, tentatively wiping his own nose. His tunic sleeve is now stained with a messy line of blood; his nose scrunches in disgust, but otherwise he's listening along to the current conversation.

[color=Brown]"That's a lot of funny words."[/color] He shakes his head in mock understanding. [color=Brown]"I don't think I get this all. Like uh... P-G-B... racoon outbreak? And your partner started it?"[/color]

He grabs his backpack and pulls out a letter, reading it aloud to himself. [color=yellow][i]"You will find yourself trekking new horizons, signed your #1 fan."[/i][/color]

[color=Brown]"Whatever horizons you're from or... continent... I don't think this has anything to do with neither dungeons nor dragons."[/color] He says. [color=Brown]"This isn't like, some weird hallucination spell, right? We're all real?"[/color][/center]