Ugh, this alleyway is so gross... whatever," I mumbled, barely registering the foulness. Taking a shortcut through here? Probably a bad idea, but who cares? The stench? Eh, I've smelled worse. And these flies buzzing around? They're just flies. Huh, looks like I stepped in something interesting. A cloud of green smoke was rising from my bare foot. Smells like...well, who knows? Who cares? I kicked my foot a little, just to see what would happen. The flies seemed interested. Good for them. "Meh," I shrugged. Time to keep moving. This stuff will probably wear off eventually, and if not? Not my problem. If someone doesn't like it, they can deal with it. I've got more important things to not care about.