-[ prismic △ sanctum ]-

[SHIVERS]

You don't exactly feel like small talk.
You don't know them.
And you aren't going to stick around long enough for something else to go wrong.

Focus.
Get up, already.
You shift to your knees to stand.
Or, try to.
The second you try letting weight off, your hands collapse back onto the smooth pebbles that make up the shore.

You try again, making it to your knees, but stumble backwards as you lift up to your feet.
You end up with your back against one of the giant rocks at the edges of the shoreline.
Your knees are wobbling, and you have yet to even catch your breath.



Glancing around, you spot a dark tunnel cut into a nearby cave wall - seemingly the only way forward.

"...Leaving already?
Not even a 'thank you'? "
The amerveille is still on their back, but their eyes have flicked over in your direction.



They start to sit up, but the motion is slower, pained; Cerulean dragging themself against gravity.
"The way I see-nn..." 
They wince and clutch their head just as they reach a sitting position.

"...you owe me."

Show ContentSTATUS:

ROUX - OKAY: SORENESS PRESENT. TREATABLE WITH PAIN RELIEVERS. PHYSICALLY EXHAUSTED. REST RECOMMENDED.

MANTIS - NORMAL: FUNCTIONING NORMALLY.

CERULEAN - UNSTABLE: PHYSICALLY EXHAUSTED. MILD CONCUSSION PRESENT. RELATIVE PHYSICAL AND COGNITIVE REST IS RECOMMENDED ON A TEMPORARY BASIS.