Love mends even the broken parts
Snorting, Loren wiggled his fingers at Weaver through the rips. "Don't worry, I know how to sew in addition to knowing how to bake." Letting out a huff of laughter, he bent down towards the corpse. "Unless you'd like to lend me another hand." His lips twisted in a wry smile, since her claws had been what caused this to begin with.
Luckily for her, the dragon slime would disappear when the dragon did. The bit she flicked at him popped out of existence mid-flight. "What was that?" He titled his head to one side, giving her a curious look.
Brow furrowing, he shook his head. "Not that I know of off the top of my head. But I can ask around, see if anyone knows more than I do." Then he grinned. "Worst case I guess we could always use it as fuel."
Luckily for her, the dragon slime would disappear when the dragon did. The bit she flicked at him popped out of existence mid-flight. "What was that?" He titled his head to one side, giving her a curious look.
Brow furrowing, he shook his head. "Not that I know of off the top of my head. But I can ask around, see if anyone knows more than I do." Then he grinned. "Worst case I guess we could always use it as fuel."
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