“...”
He’s silent, but inside he’s screeching. He did not expect anyone to defile the sanctity of the temple while he was away, and yet here are clear signs of squatters that had made themselves more than at home in the sacred halls while he was away near the city. Perhaps it was time to consider doors on the main entrances. THE NERVE.
“S-Slaggy...why don’t you go spend some time outside with Hibby? I’ll take care of this.”
...
Snaps on the pink rubber gloves.
















