[They're still far enough away that the dust isn't too prevalent... though Akechi hardly wants to accidentally breathe some in and start hacking up a lung, either. Trusting that the stranger isn't going to take off as soon as he lets go of him, he does just that, and pulls his device out to write with one hand before showing it to him.]
The dust will weaken and transform you. It may well even change you into one of the monsters here that threaten us.
[He decides to leave that for now. A proper conversation can be had once they're well out of the range of the dust and cleaned off.]
We must wash this dust off quickly, lest we too succumb to it.
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The dust will weaken and transform you. It may well even change you into one of the monsters here that threaten us.
[He decides to leave that for now. A proper conversation can be had once they're well out of the range of the dust and cleaned off.]
We must wash this dust off quickly, lest we too succumb to it.