Yeah, it's pretty much just weed stank and spilled gatorade all the way down. That shit's nasty, there's a reason we pay the janitors real well.

[Jailbreak observes the fog with mild curiosity but no real concern- even though she wouldn't want to join any church that would have her as a member, she's not "unholy" by the kind of definition that would make holy water any sort of danger to her. If Kokoro's going to be taking a swing at things that aren't there, better that she stick to tossing bottles around than start using that whip.]

[The traditional Belmont family weapon might not affect a (probably?) human mage the way it would the undead or other, even less human creatures, but getting lashed still hurts. She'd rather not at the moment.]

Look, you know I'm a seer, right? Follow my voice and I'll steer you outta that fogbank, tell you what's real and what ain't.