[cal's not exactly ready to join the world of the living, though he really should. he groans as someone shakes his shoulder and, out of habit, swats his hand at the arm.] Not now, Greez...
[except, that doesn't sound like gris. so he opens his eyes and scrambles back because the last thing he remembers is going to be on the mantis and now he's-- where is he?] Uh. You're not Greez.
[it takes a deep breath and a moment to remember that he'd made a deal last night and now-- well, he doesn't remember the floor but stranger things have happened. maybe he got captured again? the man in front of him looks worse for wear, bloodied and like he's come out of battle which cal's sure he hasn't himself. he would remember that.] Uh. Sorry. Are you alright? [sure doesn't look it and cal's brain hasn't actually caught up with the situation to realize that's probably some type of rude.]
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[except, that doesn't sound like gris. so he opens his eyes and scrambles back because the last thing he remembers is going to be on the mantis and now he's-- where is he?] Uh. You're not Greez.
[it takes a deep breath and a moment to remember that he'd made a deal last night and now-- well, he doesn't remember the floor but stranger things have happened. maybe he got captured again? the man in front of him looks worse for wear, bloodied and like he's come out of battle which cal's sure he hasn't himself. he would remember that.] Uh. Sorry. Are you alright? [sure doesn't look it and cal's brain hasn't actually caught up with the situation to realize that's probably some type of rude.]