[Roughly muttered. He puts a hand on the wall to steady himself, feels the rot, feels it - feels it not mend, the sick sticky decay of it, the whole world and even this piece of impossible untethered dreamland build to die, built flawed from the very beginning. Something spasms across his face, dull horror, and he jerks his hand back, almost overbalancing from the motion of it.]
Spam
[Roughly muttered. He puts a hand on the wall to steady himself, feels the rot, feels it - feels it not mend, the sick sticky decay of it, the whole world and even this piece of impossible untethered dreamland build to die, built flawed from the very beginning. Something spasms across his face, dull horror, and he jerks his hand back, almost overbalancing from the motion of it.]