Who could he possibly go to for help? He doesn't know any Shades. The closest to this he's seen have been the times Justine has become smoke, but that's not nearly the same thing as simply fading away entirely.
And alright, he was mostly joking about the whiskey (it was a really bad joke), but that's the only option he has. It's that or use his rattle, and he doesn't like using his rattle on people he doesn't intend to eat. It's a good way to calm people down but it blurs the lines too much and makes him uncomfortable. He reaches up onto one of his shelves and pulls down a half-empty bottle, cautiously setting it on the floor next to Robbie because he has a feeling if he tries to hand it to him it'll just fall right through his intangible fingers.
"I don't think there's much anyone can do. You're goin' to have to just wait it out until things stabilize. 'Least you're inside where it's a little safer."
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And alright, he was mostly joking about the whiskey (it was a really bad joke), but that's the only option he has. It's that or use his rattle, and he doesn't like using his rattle on people he doesn't intend to eat. It's a good way to calm people down but it blurs the lines too much and makes him uncomfortable. He reaches up onto one of his shelves and pulls down a half-empty bottle, cautiously setting it on the floor next to Robbie because he has a feeling if he tries to hand it to him it'll just fall right through his intangible fingers.
"I don't think there's much anyone can do. You're goin' to have to just wait it out until things stabilize. 'Least you're inside where it's a little safer."