[Michael's got a hand fisted in the front of Luca's shirt, picking up the small kid easily. Yes! He wins! Granted, he...well, he doesn't quite want to kill anyone. Not quite yet. Throwing them around is just natural though, right?
Fortunately for Luca, Michael is also two things: curious and reckless. He's not touching Luca's skin right now, but when the kid starts oozing slime, he immediately recognizes it as a non-typical substance.]
Ew, what is that?
[And just touches it with his bare hand for literally no reason.
Slime! Gross! The ick factor wouldn't normally bother him - he's pretty accustomed to gross stuff - but then the sudden light-headness hits. He shakes his head sharply and tosses Luca to the side, practically whining:]
Ugh - why are vilebloods so gross?
[What the hell even is that? Michael's fairly new to the experience of having blood; he's really never experienced variations in its pressure.]
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Fortunately for Luca, Michael is also two things: curious and reckless. He's not touching Luca's skin right now, but when the kid starts oozing slime, he immediately recognizes it as a non-typical substance.]
Ew, what is that?
[And just touches it with his bare hand for literally no reason.
Slime! Gross! The ick factor wouldn't normally bother him - he's pretty accustomed to gross stuff - but then the sudden light-headness hits. He shakes his head sharply and tosses Luca to the side, practically whining:]
Ugh - why are vilebloods so gross?
[What the hell even is that? Michael's fairly new to the experience of having blood; he's really never experienced variations in its pressure.]