[Executor, I know this is probably the least professional thing you've ever heard me say, but can I please leave? This guy is starting to offend me, which is something I never thought I'd say...ever,] Blazejudicator requested.
'No no, I get it. Although, that might be because I'm feeling icky from this guy, and it's starting to bleed into my connection with you and the others. We should probably exchange parting words before leaving...or at least see what he wants in exchange for help.'
[I am fairly certain that his rewards are going to involve that Orgy Pudding mix he came up, or possibly worse,] Hurricroak pointed out.
[What the fuck is worse than being gifted the first taste of a pudding made by constant motions of an orgy?] Nepherage asked, honestly afraid of the answer.
[Depends entirely if the maestro is into the idea of being in the center of a snowball,] Hurricroak answered.
[What does that mean?]
'I know what she means...'
