[ Ah, yeah, he is protected by his inability to actually make something of what he's seeing at the moment. God help this man when he can see again. Aerith holds her tongue for a moment, and looks aside to a random worker. It's a fukuro mujina: a badger youkai, who is watching with wide eyes, and a slack jaw.
Aerith motions for them to cut it out. ]
They're called... Jorogumo. They're a normal resident of the city. Hey, did no one tell you? Where you are?
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Aerith motions for them to cut it out. ]
They're called... Jorogumo. They're a normal resident of the city. Hey, did no one tell you? Where you are?