<span style="color: #FFFF00">Ka lowers his legs down after she doesn't squash him. He nods, as best as he can with his segmented body. It hurts worse, but he does talk in an odd accent. "Yss. chr for bhite. slho dying. Sirprized nhot screyhming." He looks up at her, trying to decide if he's going to die now that she knows there's a cure to save the young half breed. Really, if he does die, Cresil would probably leave her alone. The ribbon around her neck tells Ka that the halfling doesn't want descendants yet.</span>