Rot Incarnate
There will be a day where I no longer bleed light.
The boy rolls over softly groaning as he was urged to wake up. "What, what...?" He says sluggishly, rolling over and sitting up. He rubs at his eyes, looking up at Matthew with tired eyes. "Are you in need of something?" What use could he possibly serve? Just some extra luggage. Carrying around Vladimor, maybe. They seemed like they were gonna be here for a little, though, so need.