Cough

[Pumonca]

What?

[Panchi]

Who are you?

[Elaevia]

*offers throat sweet*

 

It won't turn your tongue green, I promise.

[Nynaeve]

What?

 

rar-rar  :D

[Nynaeve]

Who are you?

 

Can't you tell by the smell?

[LilyElizabeth]

It's been a while since I smelled that particular smell. 

[Panchi]

 

Who are you?

 

Can't you tell by the smell?

 

 

My nose is blocked. I can't smell anything

[Pumonca]

RAR!

 

Hows it going, ones of little fur?

[Basel Gill]

Uhh, yeah. Who are you?

[Nynaeve]

RAR!

 

Hows it going, ones of little fur?

 

It's going great, monca :)   Thrilled to see you as always *lick*   Didn't drag along your loser friends? 

[Nynaeve]

Are you here to stay? *hopeful*

[Leelou]

Uhh, yeah. Who are you?

 

Who are you? 

[Nynaeve]

*snerk*

[Pumonca]

Who are any of us. really, when we get lost in ridiculously long sentences with far, far too many adjectives and adverbs when attempting to process just one tiny, glimmering piece of hope that information will rise over a hillside crest and elucidate the darkness of ignorance and naivety with the singular, only sought-after tad of information we had asked for? 

[Nynaeve]

I'm gonna take that as a no.

[Basel Gill]

 

Uhh, yeah. Who are you?

 

Who are you?

 

I am myself.

[Pumonca]

That's exactly what a pod person infiltrator would say.....

[Nynaeve]

I agree. Exterminate?

[Pumonca]

Exterminate. but keep a sample for further testing.