[Welcome to the void. Or like, wherever. Now clad in his full-body garb, Zelgadis is attempting to look at his phone, operating it somewhat clumsily with his blue stony fingers. When he looks up from it, he sees Hunter.]
They really didn't write much about you, did they? I suppose you should be glad you were spared the mockery.
Weekend 0, Sunday
They really didn't write much about you, did they? I suppose you should be glad you were spared the mockery.