Words of the Constant
That thing doesn't look happy.
It may contain a bigger something fantastic! Or horrible.
Wow! I'm glad that didn't gore me!
It's gone cold.
I guess those mites weren't just full of hot air.
I cooked it... but do I really want to eat it?
I'd sure like to whack that mole... thing.
Nowhere left to dig, my friend.
Something's under there, searching for minerals.
A regular Noseferatu.
I wonder what might be stuck in that rat's nest.
A wretched stench, but excellent visibility.
What a nice, homey hole in the ground!
Curious little guy.
Did that just move?
Like I said!
Treehouses are terribly flammable places to conduct experiments.
Nothing can get in, but it keeps spitting things out.
This machinery looks oddly familiar...
A real pillar of the community.
She looks like the top banana around here.
I wonder if they're edible? Maybe an experiment is in order.
I think it makes me look very dashing and captain-like.
At least it will keep my hair dry.
It's an affront to science.
Ugh. I don't think I should eat that.
Strange-smelling jerky.
There's got to be something else to eat around here.
It's all smashed up.
There's a hole in the middle for something to go in.
The stone lit it up somehow.
Now what?
I have a distinct feeling this isn't right.
My vast scientific knowledge tells me it's... a moon butterfly.
I've got you now.
We're really winging it now.
A moth turned into a tree? Lunacy!
There's no moon down here to measure.
Water amplifies the science, allowing us to measure the moon.
I have the strangest feeling I'm being watched.
It's a full moon.
It's a new moon.
The moon is waning.
The moon is waxing.
It's very sharp.
I've made it extra effective.
I should put this to scientific use before the energy fades!
I can practically see my reflection in it.
It's a chunk of moonglass with Lunar Wobsters in it.
I should stick something shiny in it. For research.