[ Matt's not a gifted dissembler, to put it mildly. But he's not stupid. He realizes what Kaeya's asking of him, and--okay, there are ethical implications, but they don't have time for Matt to weigh them. He finds himself nodding. ]
Yeah. I have the vial--in my jacket. [ With his free hand, the one not being restrained by a cultist, Matt gestures towards Kaeya. ] I can do it, I'd like to.
[ He doesn't sound particularly convincing. But the Achamite looses her hold, allowing Matt to step forward and fish his vial out of his jacket pocket (that's currently on Kaeya). He uncaps the vial and raises it, the depthless black of it oozing and swirling as if alive.
Matt frowns at Kaeya, searching his face for permission. ]
no subject
[ Matt's not a gifted dissembler, to put it mildly. But he's not stupid. He realizes what Kaeya's asking of him, and--okay, there are ethical implications, but they don't have time for Matt to weigh them. He finds himself nodding. ]
Yeah. I have the vial--in my jacket. [ With his free hand, the one not being restrained by a cultist, Matt gestures towards Kaeya. ] I can do it, I'd like to.
[ He doesn't sound particularly convincing. But the Achamite looses her hold, allowing Matt to step forward and fish his vial out of his jacket pocket (that's currently on Kaeya). He uncaps the vial and raises it, the depthless black of it oozing and swirling as if alive.
Matt frowns at Kaeya, searching his face for permission. ]
You'll be okay, [ he promises. ]