[Noël raises an arm to shield his face as he tears his staff back out, coughing; he hadn't expected the body to just..... crumble like that, to be honest. It not only bleeds it, but is completely made out of the dust? What is this, then? Some kind of..... offshoot of the Sound Eaters? The thought is unnerving, and yet..... it's reassuring to know that they can die, if that's the case.
He inclines his head towards the houses, pulling his device from his pocket and tucking his staff under one arm to type. Getting to somewhere safe and easily defensible should be a priority, but before that, he wants to make sure the trip is one they can actually manage.]
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He inclines his head towards the houses, pulling his device from his pocket and tucking his staff under one arm to type. Getting to somewhere safe and easily defensible should be a priority, but before that, he wants to make sure the trip is one they can actually manage.]
Are you hurt?