User blog comment:The Reptile King/Reptile Kingdom What Do's/@comment-27950421-20170402001148/@comment-30700719-20180105013826

I blink and look down, underequipped on all levels for this scenario. I lift my head towards the sky. Des the risk justify the reward? Does possibly getting shattered like a glass doll justify helping out a being who knows naught else? Does-oh fuck it, why not. Meh, the worst-case scenario is, at best, temporary. I start to walk forward towards her. A small voice over my shoulder whispers, "You know what she'll do to you! Run!" I turn my head and say, "Aye cheers lad sure next plan was tae start liftin from the bottom"

Needless ta say, me Scottish accent impersonation dinnit do tha trick...