#internal damage ||g||

Brief pause. And now the unit's just glaring at him for a few seconds before it snapped, lurching at him.

"... what the fuck is your definition of a tank then-"

The viral consciousness sounded harsh when it responded, already dragging a claw against the support it was leaning against. Almost... annoyed by the sudden appearance and utterly confused.

... how long had the damn thing been out? The cold tiles under the beast's mutilated skin felt like a dull sense of pinpricks, each breath just lighting its lungs on fire as it moved. Joints cracked upon the movement before the beast wheezed.

Well... here it was. The first malformation of G. The poor thing was looking around blindly, just sniffing the air for a second before meandering towards wherever Seff was nearby. Least it knew to trust him despite a dull sense of dread in its gut feeling.

The fanged mouth pried itself open a bit, a confused groan escaping from the beast.

"Dunno what the fuck your intentions are but okay, sure."