Words of the Constant
Everyone makes mistakes, eh?
Packs a wallop.
It's not filled with goose down, is it?
At least it's not filled with feathers.
Smells like sleeping outside.
Still better than one that's stuffed with nasty feathers.
It's for a dare, eh? Alright, I'll bite.
I really prefer plaid.
Healthiness in goo form.
Oh man, that's got a real funk to it.
If you can't stand the heat, put on some weird bug cream, eh?
Someone else'd put that to better use.
It's gone cold, eh?
Brrr! It's frozen.
We call those "night rocks" back home.
I could chop all winter with that in my pocket!
It's getting a bit... tepid.
Ready to do some pruning, Luce?
Roses grow awfully fast around these parts.
Not the friendliest, eh?
This would have been good up north.
I've never gone nuts a day in my life. Right, Luce?
Hopefully I'll know when to drink it.
It's from the moon, eh?
Maybe you should have some of this, Luce.
Just what I need.
Perfect for a hot day.
It even smells healthy.
It's just garbage now.
Wish I had those around the cabin.
What do you think, Luce?
Wonder where to move that crab to.
Shortcut to Pearl's.
Pearl makes a good cup of tea.
It's worth the wait.
Oh, Pearl. I'm so sorry.
She's not in, Lucy.
Looks comfy.
It's no good to me like that.
Careful Lucy, wouldn't want you to rust.
It's still being built.
It looks like a real home now.
This place has seen better days.
I really should do my laundry.
That would really spruce up the old cabin.
I think that old hardshell's going soft on us, eh Lucy?
A shell full of shells, eh?
I was only trying to help...
C'mon Lucy, let's find that crab!
Hmph. Real regal.