I dunno. Inside. I guess. [ Satero tries to blink, but the leaves trying to unfurl from underneath his eyeballs are sort of getting in the way. GOD, LIFE IS SO HARD.
He uses his free hand to claw at said eyes, ripping at the sprouts. A few come out, the roots thin and bloody. He hisses, more in irritation than in pain. ]
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He uses his free hand to claw at said eyes, ripping at the sprouts. A few come out, the roots thin and bloody. He hisses, more in irritation than in pain. ]