11-08-2016, 02:41 AM
"Yeah, basically boxes. The beachside houses are for rich people..." Greyson scoffed. "I tend not to go around the beachside unless I have too. Too many uppity people." Greyson turned towards Proteus and made a sound when he touched him, shuddering. "I... I don't know. Still warm. Your touch feels more... sensitive." He groaned pathetically. "Those berries are ridiculous." He hoped their effects didn't last long on him but it felt so far away from anything dwindling down that Greyson didn't know what to expect.