[Cinnabar doesn't reach for Revision's hand. Instead they look away, embarrassed, and dizzily scramble back to their feet without assistance.]

S-sorry. I can't touch anyone... the mercury is poisonous. B-but thank you anyway.

[They don't recognize the blonde man, but they aren't exactly the most sociable of Dreamers... and this hardly seems like the time for awkward self-introductions. The water dripping from the pipes has already intensified to a steady stream, and they can feel the water level in the pit starting to rise...]

...I don't suppose your powers include levitation?