[Huaisang squinches up his nose, thinking that they're not particularly 'normal' even without their powers. He's also tempted to argue an exemption from the 'excess of intelligence', but that's a can of worms he has no desire to open.]
That's not very comforting, Wei-xiong...
[Squatting down beside the ladder, Huaisang closes his eyes and hovers his hand over the opening, cycling what little access he has to his golden core in order to detect what he can.]
I feel ... sort of like spiritual energy, and sort of like that poltergeist we dealt with, but it feels... awful. Wrong. A sort of awfulness like nothing we've faced before. [And they've faced all manner of unnatural horrors in their shared past.
He shudders, bucking with the sensation of slugs tumbling down his back, and he scrambles back, ducking to hide behind Wuxian's shoulder, face pressed into his shoulder blade.]
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That's not very comforting, Wei-xiong...
[Squatting down beside the ladder, Huaisang closes his eyes and hovers his hand over the opening, cycling what little access he has to his golden core in order to detect what he can.]
I feel ... sort of like spiritual energy, and sort of like that poltergeist we dealt with, but it feels... awful. Wrong. A sort of awfulness like nothing we've faced before. [And they've faced all manner of unnatural horrors in their shared past.
He shudders, bucking with the sensation of slugs tumbling down his back, and he scrambles back, ducking to hide behind Wuxian's shoulder, face pressed into his shoulder blade.]