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[ Hm. That's a shame, although Laios couldn't actually say... why. That's normal, isn't it? To come back from the dead? It doesn't feel like some horrifying wrong. He'd like to think what can glitter really even do but that way lies destruction. Underestimating an opponent is a great way to get yourself killed. There could be some monster under all that glitter, waiting to pounce. Laios eyes it, cautious, and flashes Cecelia little smile over his shoulder. ]

That's okay. I'll do my best not to die.

[ That said: it's time to start wading into the glitter. ]

So sticky...

[ He is, a little bit, whining under his breath. ]

This is gross. Maybe that's the trap.