Whether the liquid was decomposed soda, glistening oil, or some sort of sci-fi biohazard, it didn't change the fact that Elle was still seeing the creepy sight of a weird dog-person lurching forward as viscous black fluid dripped down from his fingers.

"I-- I dunno?? It just kind of itches, I guess..."

His troubled gaze lifted from his hands to his fellow visitor.

"Is that bad?"