WHAT THE HECK DO YOU MEAN NOTHING DRASTIC?! *he shrilled out the words, the fear more obvious as he held his own arms, afraid of what touching him might do* YOUR EYES ARE GONE! YOU'RE BURNT AND, and, oh gog, Slyth, it's my fault for being an idiot.
Slyth frowned a bit. "It's not your fault... I should have listened to Chris and Image, and Stopped when the lorax warned me. " Slyth said. wanting to touch the other, but not wanting to burn him. "But, slytherin pride...It probably didn't help that I threatened to curse him too" Slyth snickered.