Caduceus has taken to just exploring whatever this place is. What was it called? A space station? He has no idea what that means. It feels cold and empty, which he doesn't like, but it is foreign and interesting, which he does like. This room though, this garden, this oasis, is completely unexpected and completely welcomed. He feels most at home in nature.
With a half-smile on his face, he walks along the stone path of the garden, looking around with awe in his eyes. He wonders if any fungus grows here or any vegetables. Maybe he can plant some. (He has no idea what a simulation is after all). Either way, he decides he's going to be spending a lot of time here.
As he's walking along, he spots someone else, someone who looks ill. Caduceus reaches out with his empty hand to steady this other person. "Whoa, whoa. Are you okay? Do you need healing?" His face has gone from awestruck to concern as he readies himself to call upon the Wildmother if this person needs him to.
2.6.0
With a half-smile on his face, he walks along the stone path of the garden, looking around with awe in his eyes. He wonders if any fungus grows here or any vegetables. Maybe he can plant some. (He has no idea what a simulation is after all). Either way, he decides he's going to be spending a lot of time here.
As he's walking along, he spots someone else, someone who looks ill. Caduceus reaches out with his empty hand to steady this other person. "Whoa, whoa. Are you okay? Do you need healing?" His face has gone from awestruck to concern as he readies himself to call upon the Wildmother if this person needs him to.