aquaphobia

It was reassuring to hear that it wasn't just the Armada with infected wolves, but due to their close proximity, he wouldn't expect anything else. Was Malachai out here for the same reasons as him, doing his due part since he wasn't infected either? Grimshaw was trying to be helpful, but it was hard right now with the wild thoughts going on in his mind.

When Malachai moved between him and the crystals that made him uncomfortable, it didn't go unnoticed. Actually, it was the only time he could actually say he looked up at his face, although it was only for a fleeting moment. The question that followed made him frown and his gaze fell do the ground beneath his paws. When followed up with another question and removing the crystals from which they grew, Grim nodded a bit. It took him a few moments to speak, but he didn't want to leave him unanswered.

"At the hot springs the other day.. the crystal underwater seemed to... I dunno." He stopped, embarrassed. What possibly could the crystal have done? It didn't make any sense, but it also didn't make sense that so many others had crystals and mushrooms growing on them.

"Speech."