tossaway

Does this guy run on static? Because you're feeling clingy.

You, don't want to be left alone.
Not here, at least, not in this weird purple place where the people aren't hospitable and the ground snags at your feet like it's made of ground up glass and thorns.
You've gotta follow Jay, especially if they're going to a better locale.

You probably should ask what they use for money, because you're not sure you've got any on you.

"UGH, I'm really not keen on babysittin' ya, but I'll getcha outta here, at least. Ya prolly don't even have any beads for the ticket."
They pull a small chain out of their hoodie pocket, with a handful of different sized beads loosely hanging around it.
"Ya got any of these? The big ones are worth ten of the smaller ones, by the way."



... you have 13 beads.
"Oh, not bad. Found that in yer box? Cool. It's ten for a ticket, last I checked. So, you still comin' with me to Bonsai, or you gonna go somewhere else?"