Thread:Swampcloud51/@comment-36159587-20190515005337/@comment-36159587-20190517194642

 Galaxian felt like his guilt was eating him away. He pretended to not notice, pausing and regarding his gloved right hand for a bit. Silver wisps began appearing over his palm. Since he wasn't leaning against a tree, he used the time to turn away, his other hand holding an orb as he stared intently at it for another bit before redirecting his attention to the wisps above his right hand again.