closing her eyes for a moment to try and collect herself. She had to remind herself that Ian and Sammy were safe, and that was all that mattered. There was no need to act on the immediate impulse of blasting a path through the crowd and hauling them bodily out of here.
"Sorry," she said to Gaspard, opening her eyes and letting her breath out slowly. "I apologize; I'm sure you had nothing to do with this." She turned her attention to the grey balls of sludge. What to do with these little menaces, then?
Evie shouted as she tried to pry the sentient sludge from her chest. "Gimme the cash!" the ball replied. "Huh?" the Fisherman said, bending down and examining the creature. "It speaks?" "Yeah, great, ... more