Words of the Constant
They've got other pans in the fire.
Sadly it won't do them much good.
Fuller than a belly at a six course meal.
They're snoozing right now.
We've learned that already.
I do not think I'm the one it wants to talk to.
A custom blend for the merms.
I'm afraid they won't listen to me.
Already done, mon ami.
Perhaps when it's not in such a foul mood.
I don't have anything to hitch to it.
I will need my delicious friend to come a bit closer.
Non, non!
Quelle horreur!
How embarrassing.
I've made my selection.
I'm staying out of the competition for the moment.
Oh. It must belong to someone else.
Excusez-moi, but perhaps you can nap later?
Mon dieu. It's busy just now.
This is a bit much for pond fishing, non?
Maman used to keep a journal, before her memory went.
Nothing. Oh well.
Oh no! Stuck!
Perhaps I'll just leave that alone.
Excusez-moi.
Pardonnez-moi, I mistook you for my carrat!
Oh, je m'excuse, have you seen my carrat around here?
I don't think that's for me.
I think I know everything I need to, non?
I already know all there is to know about that one.
Oh non! I missed.
I've poured every last drop.
Not a drop left!
It needs something else.
Non! I can't plate it with this!
It's already beautifully plated.
Ah, I must watch my timing!
I can bake a soufflé in the wilderness, but I can't do this?
Mais non! I must try harder.
I cannot right now.
Pardonnez-moi, I'll let you finish.
I shouldn't rummage through someone else's cupboard.
Property of our metal friend.
How do souls taste? I guess I'll never know.
This is not for me!
It's too angry to do that.
It would be unwise to attempt this while the animal is awake.
Not a shaveable beast.
Nothing to shave.