James
"Your camp?? I thought I was alone here!"

*Serena's face has turned a bright pink, obviously embarrassed due to the current situation. Bare, in front of someone else, accidentally showing them her whole body. And she had kept on looking.*

"Can you look away, please, so I can go and put some clothes on?"

*Under the water, Serena tried to cover herself, for no reason. This was so humiliating...*
William
"Hah! Well, I'm sorry about your ignorance." **The teen snarked, shaking her head as she turned all the way around and covered her eyes with open hands.** "What's the matter? Ashamed of your natural self? We were born without clothes, so why can't we enjoy being without them again. Wait..." **...And then Mercy had remembered that they weren't a Macen, who knows the birthing process of slime creatures! She might just have offended them without knowing...** ***Think before you speak, you stupid stupid macen!*** **She thought angrily.**

"I apologise if I scared you. What *Are* You, huh? Your body, it looks like mine. N-No not like mine, I meant... Like mine, because... I'm a girl." ***Sigh.*** "You know what I'm saying, don't you?"
James
"Oh, so you're a pervert huh? You want to see me? Fine! Just, give me a moment."

*Serena takes in a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Out of sheer spite, she climbs up from the pool and strolls over to her belongings, letting the girl see her in her entirety. Hey, it's not like it was a lusty man.*

"I'm an Uzhi, often called slime people. Our biology is very simple compared to other races."
William
***Pervert?*** **It's as if the Uzhi couldn't see Mercy looking the other way, with her hands covering her eyes. Perhaps it was the snide comment that the Macen remarked about her, it definitely came off as rude. That was the misfortune that Mercy has to deal with when she met new people, what to say, and how to say it. Evidently, her people skills needed a bit more work...** "P-Pervert? Well that's *Rude,* I'm not trying to molest you, stranger. But if you insist on me taking a look!"

**Without hesitation, the girl removed her hands and searched for the Uzhi, who was facing away from her, rummaging through her items for clothes. Mercy nonchalantly gazed upon her unique body, contemplating little about it.** "You're an Uzhi. This is the first time I've ever heard or seen your kind. Isn't this just a grand introduction?"

**Mercy would chime, before drawing near the Uzhi and stand off to the side, seemingly interested in the pile of equipment more than the slime herself.** "Well... I hope you're kind enough to spare something to eat, I haven't eaten well in days, or weeks? It might be *A* Week, that's how long I've been alone here. What brings you this far from civilization?"
James
*The Uzhi saw the Macen looking her up and down as she began to stroll towards her belongings. Pervert.*

"Like what you see then huh?"

*Serena rolls her eyes as she begins getting dressed, pulling on some undergarments before covering herself in a skin tight shirt and hose (medieval tights).*

"The first time huh? I guess we are a rare kind."

*Serena also picks up a long spear, one that's much, much taller than she is.*

"Food wise, I don't have much. I ate a couple of hours ago, so I'm not hungry yet. Eating well is a luxury, though going hungry shouldn't happen often. I just like coming to the ocean to relax, feel the salt water soak into my skin. If you can even call it that. Hence, the previous situation. It's not that bad really, eating out in the wild. The ocean has plenty to offer."
William
**Ogling was one thing, but Mercy had the slightest impulse to reach out and touch the slime's flesh—or what ever the name of their matter was called. It looked inviting; oddly satisfying, like a shiny and sleek wet surface, or a polished blade. She wouldn't act on her urges, but Mercy sure didn't mind looking.**

"Of course, do you expect me to say something rude? I'll be honest, you're interesting... Very interesting. I wonder if you could even get hurt, with skin like that. You could probably even see the weapon going into you—That's not... Weird to say, right?"

**Puzzled on her own, Mercy contemplated what sort of occupation that an Uzhi might take on. That was until she picked up and brandished the spear, arguably a whole third longer than her petite stature. Mercy herself, when idle next to her, stood taller. Noticeably taller. It was the reason why Mercy felt calm, rather than threatened or imposed on. How could she fear someone shorter than her?**

**Her face formed into an almost disappointed frown, from the Uzhi putting her clothes on in a hurry to conceal her features.**

**She smacked her lips.** "Tch... I sure am tired of preying on unsuspecting crabs that roam the shore. They're so disgusting, but don't really have a choice. I was going to head back to the nearest village in a few days, and look for this man. His name's Almann, and he sent some food back for me, about... A week ago? Two?...I lost track of how long I've been here."

**The macen crossed her arms and wandered around the other side of the Uzhi, prattling on about her week. She didn't do this often, but had a lot to get off her chest. Conversation was a rarity for her out in the wild, and in general she didn't bond well with men, rather preferred the company of other females.**

"What's you're name? Unless you'd rather be called 'slime' instead. But that sounds... Demeaning." **She smirked.** "Is your name as pleasant as you look?...Can I... May I touch?"
James
"Well, I wear armor, so I haven't really seen it happen."

*Looking down, Serena realizes that she forgot to dry herself off before putting on her clothes. The tight fitting cloth now stuck to her skin, hugging it.*

"Drat, forgot I'm still wet."

*The spear is stabbed into the ground, the uzhi then grabbing a blue-silver steel breastplate. She would see the girl frowning, as if dissatisfied. What she want now? And crabs... Crabs were delicious. Of course, if you knew how to cook them properly.*

"Almann? Haven't heard of him. Crabs are pretty good, if you can cook them right. There's fish as well, though harder to catch."

*The breastplate is thrown on, and Mercy can see that it's a little different from a normal one. The bulge that would typically be near the belly was instead placed much closer to the chest.*

"I'm Serena. Serena Callais. Slime is, accurate, though that would be like calling a Canifor 'dog'. Wait-touch?? Just exactly where do you plan on touching??"
William
**Mercy had remained standing on the other side of the pile, with crossed arms and peering longingly at the items below her, which belonged to the slime. She even contemplating the idea of mugging her then and there, but it wouldn't be very nice, thus she alleviated the troubling conscience by continuing their small talk.**

"I wouldn't know... I don't cook them, I just eat them raw. You're supposed to cook crabs?That's ridiculous, they're from the ocean, they have water in them. Fire wouldn't burn them." **She stated firmly, but cluelessly as well. Evidently the girl wasn't greatly educated.**

"Mm... I'm Mercy, and... Apologies, I won't call you slime again." **Mercy would then proceed to nod and approach Serena quickly, now with an expression of hope in the form of a smile.** "J-Just your hand or your arm! Why, you're wondering?...Well, you look... Soft, like a pillow. But if you don't mind, of course..."
James
"...You're eating raw crab? You that that's not safe, right? You can cook them, boiling's often a great option."

*Serena was beginning to feel worried for the girl. First off, she was a blatant pervert, which is never good. Second, she seemed to be incredibly uneducated, not knowing to _cook her meats_.*

"Mercy. Hm. Interesting name. I'll let you touch it, *Once*. And once only."

*Serena rolls up one of her sleeves, revealing her arm. It was actually decently 'muscled', and it seems like Serena wasn't a pushover.*

"I never knew how Uzhi skin feels to others."
William
"It's not safe? Tchhh!" **She'd scoff, clearly doubtful about the fact, although unbeknownst to her it was all in fact true. She didn't cook her crabs, but did know better when working with other red meats. The girl, at a glance would seem to appear healthy... But the tones around her figure were beginning to shrink; her neck, her arms, lower body and torso showed signs of thinning as a result of malnourishment as of late.**

"Maybe... That explains why I usually can't hold it in for long. Usually after I eat them they just come right back out through my mouth—really disgusting stuff... You should show me how it's done if you're so concerned." **Mercy finished, drawing near Serena and her now exposed arm. The macen's eyes narrowed, silently noting it's look.**

"Just once. Like... This." **...Before long, Mercy had brushed the palm of her hand against the Uzhi's flesh, but before she could declare that time was up...**

**Squeeze!** "S-Sorry! Got carried away..."