He frowns thoughtfully. Mulching the leafy broad's ashes does sort of seem on track on this place and it's locals.
It's hard to tell if the groan Quentin emits is for the frustrations inherent to this place or to Wade, but as if in response he surrounds himself with big pink psionic field. A bit like a gummy bear exo-skeleton.
"Hm. I don't know if viral zombies deserve to be called zombies. I feel like rising from the dead ought to be part of that taxonomy."
He wrinkles his nose at the plant pointed out to him. "Gross." But really, there's not a lot of strange flora that surprises him. Between the Savage Land and Krakoa he feels like's see his share of horticultural horrors. He leans in and looks a little closer. "What do you think these people would do if we planted some carnivorous plant near the temple or whatever? We should have a brought a shovel."
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It's hard to tell if the groan Quentin emits is for the frustrations inherent to this place or to Wade, but as if in response he surrounds himself with big pink psionic field. A bit like a gummy bear exo-skeleton.
"Hm. I don't know if viral zombies deserve to be called zombies. I feel like rising from the dead ought to be part of that taxonomy."
He wrinkles his nose at the plant pointed out to him. "Gross." But really, there's not a lot of strange flora that surprises him. Between the Savage Land and Krakoa he feels like's see his share of horticultural horrors. He leans in and looks a little closer. "What do you think these people would do if we planted some carnivorous plant near the temple or whatever? We should have a brought a shovel."