The slob-thing regards you with its humongous, multifaceted eyeball, burbling like nothing's wrong.


...I thought you were a goner. I have no idea what just happened, but it's probably not good, even if it did save our skins.

...Does he even understand me, Willis?


Iunno, I thought you knew!


Eugh Flerrbermp.


He has to, right?

I'm, uh, sorry I was still kind of wary of you all this time. I still don't understand what you are, exactly, but I know it isn't Jay, and, I know you've just kept helping me for some reason, so...

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