Hi! [a miner leans over and streches out their hand. they have green stuff covering their body. it drips off of their tentacles and hair.] [i don’t accept the hand. they aren’t mad.] […] [i don’t remember much about my first days being alive.] [i had a dad, i remember i used to not have one but he didn’t make much difference.] [i didn’t have much choice becoming a miner. but i don’t mind.]
