[ Matt's gaze snaps away from the cultist, landing helplessly on Kaeya. His eyes, a muddy hazel in the hall's dim light, are very wide. ]
No. [ Breathed. Though as Matt says it, he wonders if there's ever a time when not having a plan counts as negligence. Even malice. The Achamite with the vial lifts their hand; Matt shakes his head abruptly. ] It's--listen--it's a ritual element, and it sucks, but you'll be fine, okay?
[ He doesn't really believe the sludge makes a difference, because if he did, he'd have to acknowledge that he might have chosen Kenoma out of something other than his own convictions. But that doesn't mean he thinks everyone should be fine with being forcibly administered an unknown substance.
(At least Kaeya doesn't have to watch anyone die.) ]
I don't think we need to do it this way.
[ He says it pointedly, urgently, but the Achamites seem to be ignoring him. ]
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No. [ Breathed. Though as Matt says it, he wonders if there's ever a time when not having a plan counts as negligence. Even malice. The Achamite with the vial lifts their hand; Matt shakes his head abruptly. ] It's--listen--it's a ritual element, and it sucks, but you'll be fine, okay?
[ He doesn't really believe the sludge makes a difference, because if he did, he'd have to acknowledge that he might have chosen Kenoma out of something other than his own convictions. But that doesn't mean he thinks everyone should be fine with being forcibly administered an unknown substance.
(At least Kaeya doesn't have to watch anyone die.) ]
I don't think we need to do it this way.
[ He says it pointedly, urgently, but the Achamites seem to be ignoring him. ]