Words of the Constant
Heat Gland
My insides are burning!
I've got a bad case of heartburn...
That is one experiment I don't want to re-heat.
It's gone cold.
I guess those mites weren't just full of hot air.
I-is it getting hot in here...?
I feel so hot, I-I might have a fever...
I-it's okay, Woby. I'm feeling better now!
It's all cooled off.
A great hot glob of greasy Geothermite guts!
Oh botheration, I really shouldn't have eaten that...
I feel rather feverish...
The fever broke, at last.
Now it's just disgusting.
It's like a disgusting hot water bottle.
Whew... I'm roasting...
My stomach is burning!
I will have to be more careful about what I eat...
Ah. I let it get cold.
I almost need oven mitts to hold it.
I burn from within!
My belly is aflame!
The fire within hath subsided.
It burns no more.
It holds the fire of Logi within it.
Why did I eat that accursed thing?!
When will this infernal burning cease?!
That was a mistake I won't be repeating soon.
It has grown cold.
Hot to the touch.
Our tummy's all burny!
We REALLY shouldn't have eaten that...
Our tummy is finally feeling better.
It's not even warm anymore.
That's hot!!
I'm burning with fever...
It's burning in my stomach...
I survived. Oh well, there's always next time.
Cold and lifeless.
It still possesses the warmth of life.
Oh dear... that gland is really disagreeing with me...
It appears that gland was not safe for consumption after all.
That was a lesson painfully learned.
It seems that its reserves of heat are finite.
It gives off a substantial amount of heat.
My stomach feels like it's on fire!
Ugh... this kind of burning doesn't feel so good...
The fire's gone out.
Better heat it up again.
Gross. But at least it's good and hot!