Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32273133-20190602005414/@comment-32273133-20190603230237

///good thinking Celosia

“Go to....Fireon. Okay,” Micah’s gaze is distant, and he’s shivering. “If it’s warm there, I’m in.” He hasn’t been out in the chilly rain that long, but he’s soaking wet, unhealthily skinny, and likely getting hypothermic.

“I’ll find Clay and let him know,” Delphi says. “I’ll meet you there. Don’t let him out of your sight,” she warns Celosia. “I don’t know what exactly happened to him, but I can guarantee you he’s not very stable anymore.”

///do we want to make a new fireon thread?? if so then go ahead