Heathcliff grinned at Ishmael who was staring in dismay at her half melting, bright green suit.

"Found yourself in a sticky situation, lass?"
"First, shut up. Second, if you want sticky, go see Sinclair, he's the one gluing papers all over the place, even on people."
"I– I'm not!" Sinclair protested.
"You are, Sinc..." Rodya sighed, pulling a talisman off her axe.
"Lastly," Ishmael went on, "the word you're looking for is goo in your face!"
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