Like okay, it kind of felt like he tumbled out of his recuperacoon one evening, right? And he should be all kinds of disturbed at all the unfamiliar sights and smells impacting his senses. But he's not. Groggy, he lifts his heavy eyelids to unveil the bleary world before him. Gamzee doesn't think much on this whole scenario at first except that it looks all kinds of wicked cool, all the glowing green and yellow colors flashing on and off. So enchanting.

He even forgot that he was long gone from ever going back to his recuperacoon again, and that it should be more than a little strange that they had reunited at all. Instead he thinks this is some kind of bizarre meaningful lucid fantasy he's having. He doesn't even care that he's naked.

After a while of staring off into the luminescent beyond, his palm hits something sticky. It's been a while since he had the luxury of access to any of his slime for making pies with, mind, and this goop doesn't look half bad at all. His head's feeling kind of fuzzed up anyway and fuck, he could really use some right now he decides as he scoops a glob of it in his fist and shovels it into his mouth.

He proceeds to eat the pod slime.