@P4STREGR3TS [ Their approach isn't necessarily subtle, but they don't make much of an entrance either. They simply sit on a different side of the crates, allowing for a brief silence before speaking. ]
You seem troubled... I will not pry, but if you need a listener, I will remain here.
@NULLSCATALYST [ They simply nod in response, taking the canister back. ]
Thank you. Just make sure to rest a while...eventually...and you'll be just fine.
[ Without another word, they leave to continue their scavenging. ]
@NULLSCATALYST [ They push it back upwards. Gosh, they're stubborn... ]
Just drink some. Even a little bit... I can always find more. Who knows what could've been in that stuff?
[ At this point, they were on the verge of pleading, all for the sake of trying to help a stranger out. ]
@NULLSCATALYST I do not believe you are...
[ Pluto persists, extending the canister as far as they physically can. As it mentions the possibility of acquiring more, though, their head tilts slightly. ]
I'll look into it—perhaps, I can use the alcohol for something. You need to rest, though.
@NULLSCATALYST ...I'll take that as a yes.
[ Pluto sighs, although they aren't truly annoyed or anything along those lines. ]
[ They detach a small water canister from their belt, holding it out towards them. ]
You should hydrate yourself. It'll help at least a little bit.
@NULLSCATALYST [ For a moment, they stand completely still, as if baffled by the individual in front of them. Eventually, they smooth out their hair, taking a step closer. ]
I've heard about someone recently handing out alcohol around these parts... Do you happen to be one of the recipients?
@P4STREGR3TS It has been nice meeting you as well, Regret. Perhaps we will see each other around once more, sooner or later.
[ With that being said, they smiled at the other once more before gliding away towards the altar. They had originally come here for ingredients, after all. ]
@P4STREGR3TS [ They felt a slight shift in the atmosphere, but ultimately decided not to push. ]
Very well. I wish you luck on that.
[ Then, they paused, before suddenly turning towards him. ]
Where are my manners? I don't believe I ever got your name. Mine is Pluto.
@P4STREGR3TS Of course. If you're able to consume food, I could always cook a root or two for you next time I gather them.
[ They sneak a quick glance at the notes just before they are covered; they don't catch much, but they realize that he seemed to genuinely care about the topic. ]
@NULLSCATALYST [ They jump slightly as they are poked by seemingly nothing, but they are quick to regain their composure. ]
My name is Pluto, and you? Who—or what—exactly are you? And my previous question remains, are you okay?
[ Their posture seems rather stiff, but they refuse to falter. ]
@P4STREGR3TS [ As they noticed his growing interest, they couldn't help but smile as they continued to speak. ]
Additionally, the roots are edible, but it's heavily recommended to wash or cook them beforehand.
[ They took a small peek at his writing, attempting to see any potential notes. ]
@P4STREGR3TS [ By taking a closer look, they could tell that the individual had more than likely been in the Void for a while. They probably already knew the basics. ]
I've harvested leaves from that little red tree before. Their medicinal properties prove efficient for most basic illnesses.