CEB: and i admit i was dreaming.
CEB: it's nothing because we are allegedly trying to fix!
CEB: i seem to control this...
?CG: YOU'RE PROBABLY WORKING UP A PLAN RIGHT NOW.
?CG: HOW COULD IT BE THAT SUBCONSCIOUSLY YOU WANT HER TO SEND THE RIGHT FROG TO MAKE THIS A FUCKING *HEARTFELT REUNION* FOR YOU IN ONE OF OUR OWN INTERESTS, AND STOP LISTENING TO WERE-HARLEY UNTIL SHE SNAPS OUT OF THERE.
?CG: STOP TALKING TO HERE.
CEB: wait, is that you?
Poor poppop's severed head got nicked by the knowledgeable to be similar to the half they lost, the part of a visitor? I know a damn good one, too.