[So there. Marsh is not impressed at all. He sits next to the shriveled thing that was C'Rizz and runs a hand over his head gently, feeling the difference in texture compared to healthy scale, burns brass and soothes away some of the distress. Not the voices, though he can only guess whether they are the cause, when C'Rizz didn't have them under inmate limits, but the emotion they cause, that's beneath the shouting. It's alright, hearing them.]
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[So there. Marsh is not impressed at all. He sits next to the shriveled thing that was C'Rizz and runs a hand over his head gently, feeling the difference in texture compared to healthy scale, burns brass and soothes away some of the distress. Not the voices, though he can only guess whether they are the cause, when C'Rizz didn't have them under inmate limits, but the emotion they cause, that's beneath the shouting. It's alright, hearing them.]