He felt the tip slide through the creature’s body smoothly and shudder slightly as it carved cleanly through slime’s core. Dead but still in motion, Alexander grimaced as he felt the gelatinous mass crash against his chest plate, splattering in every direction. He was probably lucky that any harmful properties, if there were even any, seemed to have been rendered inert after the creature’s death. Unfortunately the stickiness was still the same and he could feel it cling to him.

[color=ed1c24]“Ugh…”[/color] He could just imagine how hard it would be to move when the slime dried up and gummed up his armor; his gauntlets were already locking up. Reluctantly he began to take off his armor that had been covered in the goo, leaving him with the mostly clean layer beneath. [color=ed1c24]“Going to take a bit of time for me to clean this off,”[/color] he told Senna as he set the pieces down on the floor around him and pulled up a rag to wipe what slime he couldn’t get off with just his hands. There didn't seem to be any real reason to rush headfirst into danger, so hopefully she wouldn't have any issues with waiting.