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Darkness: “You turned into a giant and started destroying the school, then you fell unconscious, so I took you here! Here presumably being the other side of the world. Oh, and you have some jam on your arm.”

He looked at his arm and licked it. He then spat out whatever it was, coughing. "NOPE, NOT JAM." He shuddered at the red thing coating his arm rippled.

Darkness: “You see a red liquid coating your arm and your first instinct is to eat it? Metal.”

"WELL YOU SAID IT WAS JAM"

Darkness: “you trust me enough to lick a curse mark/disease/definitely not a splodge of jam? Cute. I think.” She handed him a glass of water, presuming it left a bad taste.

Tearal smiles at moon “yes where do you want me to go?” He asked

(Sorry for the late response)

He downed the glass of water, muttering as he tried to wipe the... thing off of his arm.

Darkness: she watched him silently.

The stuff got stuck to his hand, so he planted his foor on his red arm and pried his other one off, falling down afterwards.

Darkness: “...do you need some help?”

"....yeah..."

Darkness: She tried to help rub it off. “You feel strange. I haven’t touched a human before...”

He raised an eyebrow. "Define strange."

Darkness: “Soft, warm, kinda squishy.”

He shrugged, grinning. "So, um... what happened at the school?"

Darkness: “Hmm. Well, you know how I was in that rune when we met?”

"Yeah."

Darkness: “There were seven other people in other runes. And some guy for whatever reason let all seven of them out on the school. And seemingly they didn’t care for being grateful to the person who freed them. Unless they ASKED them to attack the school, that is.”

"Huh, that's... strange. So why am I here, on this beach?"

Darkness: “I wanted to get you away from the danger.”