With a frown, Ian starts to clear a space for them to sit and think.
"Well, I guess that's the answer then. I knew it wasn' a plague." He takes in a slow breath out his nose before he nods,
"Okay. Greta, Axu. I need ta know -everythin'- about what this curse does, how it infects, how it thinks an what the symptoms are." He reaches up to punch Greta lightly in the shoulder,
"Don' worry, I've been in worse situations. Like, four times."OOC:
Well if there is something easy like door handles we can shove something through we'll start with that. Then tables that we can weigh down with whatever is available.
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