[For a moment, Scorpia feels like they've got this. ...Or at least as much as people can "got this" in a situation like this. They'll head back to the house and figure out what to do next from there... probably some sort of funeral.
But that's thinking too far ahead. Now, in the present, things quickly take a turn for the unexpected. Scorpia stood at Abby's side, ready to offer her any support that was needed as they progressed, only to watch as the boy's body starts to flake away.]
Wh-what's happening? [She asks, voice quivering with shock and worry. She desperately snips at the air, as if hoping to catch some pieces of Lev.]
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But that's thinking too far ahead. Now, in the present, things quickly take a turn for the unexpected. Scorpia stood at Abby's side, ready to offer her any support that was needed as they progressed, only to watch as the boy's body starts to flake away.]
Wh-what's happening? [She asks, voice quivering with shock and worry. She desperately snips at the air, as if hoping to catch some pieces of Lev.]