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FROG-CRIMES: Uhhh real quick, Grind, do cats who perish also get that choice?
GRIND: No. They would be dead
GRIND: Why do you ask?
FROG-CRIMES: Give us a minute, we gotta deal with something.

You quickly convey to Fernando: you can’t quite tell what this creature is, but there’s a chance it’s something you call an “Ice Gnome”. You don’t know if it’s safe to approach, so get ready to attack it if necessary, the Evertorch would be a good weapon.

Fernando is quiet, and you can’t tell how much of that is due to your “reception” getting worse. She’s deeply suspicious, but she can’t place exactly why. She puts one hand on her gun under her coat and slowly steps forward, greeting the creature-







After the creature falls to the ground, Fernando simply watches it for a minute… and asks it if it’s okay. She nudges it with her foot, her raspy voice shakier than usual as she tries to get it to respond a few more times.

It's getting incredibly hard to see her.

FROG-CRIMES: ...uh, okay, we’re back. Don’t worry about the gnome thing, we dealt with it.
GRIND: Oh. Good
GRIND: Was there anything else you needed?