Stones of Farspeech, 10/24

[demonpuppy]

Does anyone wanna carve pumpkins? I got a bunch!

Um...if you do can you bring a knife? I forgot to ask for one.

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[hyperlit]

[The Drifter doesn't bother with the stones very often, largely because the noise that emits is automated and robotic and doesn't sound the least bit like them, issuing loudly:]

WHAT-IS-PUMPKIN

[demonpuppy]

[YIKES, that's loud! There's a small squawk in response before Chip actually speaks.]

It's a vegetable! They're big and orange and hollow on the inside, and people carve them to make faces for Halloween!

[hyperlit]

[...hm...]

[The Drifter contemplates that for half a moment before answering in kind:

WHY

[demonpuppy]

It's, um, kind of a tradition, I guess? It's not magic or anything, just something fun to do!

[hyperlit]

[Pause.]

OK

[They don't really get it, actually, but have no inclination to say so. They've already accepted they don't get it, and have chosen to move on.]

HAVE-SWORD

[demonpuppy]

Uh.

[Oh boy.]

How...big is the sword?

[hyperlit]

IT-IS-A-SWORD
BIG

[They don't...know how to quantify it other than, well, it's a sword, which means it's gotta be pretty big by design.]