"Here, let me help--" These tunnels are so dirty that the poor janitor's mop bucket contains water that looks darker than mud. Holding her hands out, palms down towards the polluted water, she focuses on purifying it and all of the sediment and dirt slowly vanishes, leaving the water once again clean with a surface marred only by the slow popping of detergent bubbles. "It's a hard task they've set you down here. Thank you for doing it." Only once satisfied the water is clean does Mercy spare a proper glance to the janitor. Their appearance is... unusual. But many in her flock looked unusual and Mercy always loved them just the same. She smiles gently at him. @surepetey















