Kenny was used to being covered in blood, so he wouldn't have cared much if his clothes got soaked with it. He just kind of wanted something weird and messed up to happen. He didn't care for this dream. It was too nice for him, what with the flowers and birds and shit. Oh well, at least it was only temporary.
"That sucks," he said, not quite sure what else to say. He never really did when someone told them someone they knew died.
"Okay, got it. And what element is your magic? It doesn't seem like any of the regular ones?" From what he'd seen so far, anyway.