He groans as he pulls himself to his feet. "I... I should be able to keep moving."<br/><br/>As they walk, he talks, explaining. "That's my special jutsu... I'm what some people call an 'empath'... I can control emotions and sensations, taking them or sharing them with others. I normally use it to heal, by taking other's pain on myself. But I can also project my own, in quite a physical form. I think I overdid it, there... I can barely even see straight."<br/><br/>He walks in silence for a few moments, brushing the remnants of the ooze off of himself, less ashamed of his nakedness than before. "S-so... are you alright?"<br/><br/>As he asks this, the edge of her light gleams off of something white in the darkness... it looks like bones.