[ At least someone is getting quality entertainment.

Eustace doesn't remark on the quiet wheezing, too busy still shoving his way through the crowd. Somewhere along the way, he seems to have picked up another odd gift - a glove made of writhing vines. One of them seems to be reaching for Jiang. ]

I came here to look for someone. [ Big mistake, he will not be making it again. ] But from the looks of things I'll be better off trying to reach him through a different method.

[ His introvert batteries are draining so quickly.... ]