[If the disgusted set of her mouth is anything to go by, Mantis is really actually kind of mad as she scrunches at the ends of her hair. (It's no wonder, really, if one takes into consideration that there are healing burns decorating the side of her neck and there are already spots of her hair in a bit of ragged disarray where she's already had a run-in with dragon-acid not long ago. Not the hair again, little slime-creature.)
She points over the table, where a brightly colored purple thing is wobbling across the floor.
It's leaving a trail of slimy glitter in its wake.] Stay out of that one's way.
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She points over the table, where a brightly colored purple thing is wobbling across the floor.
It's leaving a trail of slimy glitter in its wake.] Stay out of that one's way.