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After covering your entire team in that web of snot and nasal hair she blushes and whimpers “oy vey” you nod and gesture that it’s fine. You nasally say “ok let’s clean up before it dries on our body.” Most of your team is in a fever dream, their body and minds as mushy as the slime on your cap. They just let the mucus run down their bodies. So you grab Gardevoir to help you get the towels. She nods, wiping some of the scum off her white lips and chin and licking the rest. She’s taken a lot worse.