Lemm finds his way to the Station before too long. He's in a hurry, though he refuses to examine why. The scene he's greeted with does not do much to reassure whatever nerves are fraying, though.
He lingers at the entrance for a little while, just watching in case of any sudden moves. When there are none, Lemm very cautiously picks his way into the room and... examines.
They're not... dead, he doesn't think. Looking at them now, he's not even sure if that's a possibility. But they're not responding to his presence, which he guesses probably means they're not conscious. That could be good or bad, depending. There's also something he can't quite see the depth of, here, and he knows it. Trying to see the tiny particles makes his vision dizzy for reasons unrelated to his eyesight, so he doesn't try too hard.
Trying to wake them seems like a bad idea. Waiting for them to wake up is... for another bug to do, one that's actually got any business worrying. He's not about to go splashing through ink looking for a place to sit in here, either. But the thought of leaving them to it chews at him so badly and he doesn't even know why. (He does. But he's decided he doesn't, so he doesn't.)
Lemm... goes for a wander. In the vicinity. Just in case there's anything worth salvaging amid the rotten cargo. That's why he came up here if anyone were to ask, though no harm in keeping a close eye on the void tendrils out there while he's at it.
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looks like someone melted a black ice cream in here smh
Date: 2022-11-10 04:37 pm (UTC)He lingers at the entrance for a little while, just watching in case of any sudden moves. When there are none, Lemm very cautiously picks his way into the room and... examines.
They're not... dead, he doesn't think. Looking at them now, he's not even sure if that's a possibility. But they're not responding to his presence, which he guesses probably means they're not conscious. That could be good or bad, depending. There's also something he can't quite see the depth of, here, and he knows it. Trying to see the tiny particles makes his vision dizzy for reasons unrelated to his eyesight, so he doesn't try too hard.
Trying to wake them seems like a bad idea. Waiting for them to wake up is... for another bug to do, one that's actually got any business worrying. He's not about to go splashing through ink looking for a place to sit in here, either. But the thought of leaving them to it chews at him so badly and he doesn't even know why. (He does. But he's decided he doesn't, so he doesn't.)
Lemm... goes for a wander. In the vicinity. Just in case there's anything worth salvaging amid the rotten cargo. That's why he came up here if anyone were to ask, though no harm in keeping a close eye on the void tendrils out there while he's at it.