"Ugh..." Philia also covered her mouth with her hands, afraid to even breathe in the miasma. She knew logically in her mind that just being exposed to it for a short time wouldn't be harmful to her health, but the dense fog of miasma was still sickening. She rarely left Daath before, but actually seeing with her own eyes this sort of... filth... existing in this world was almost too much to bear.
She couldn't make eye contact with Zelos. "The miasma shouldn't affect us if we don't stay here for too long, Sir Wilder. Only if you inhale it continually over a large span of time does it begin to have affects on one's health... but this town doesn't have very much longer, does it?" Philia noticed somebody collapsing on the side of the road, and ran to him. "I'm sorry, sir; here, try this." She tried to help him, offering him a gel. "My apologies... I'm not a seventh fonist, so this is all I can do for you..."
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Date: 2008-12-30 04:48 am (UTC)She couldn't make eye contact with Zelos. "The miasma shouldn't affect us if we don't stay here for too long, Sir Wilder. Only if you inhale it continually over a large span of time does it begin to have affects on one's health... but this town doesn't have very much longer, does it?" Philia noticed somebody collapsing on the side of the road, and ran to him. "I'm sorry, sir; here, try this." She tried to help him, offering him a gel. "My apologies... I'm not a seventh fonist, so this is all I can do for you..."