081413 #worm #roach Its large, nameless, quiet friend, the pillar of smoke, says, Yes. Him and Me carry on under the ground. Where are they going? Who cares. Will they make it back in time for the Esriel's Cafe Post-Blow-up Pajama Party? Because if they're not going to be there, I'm not going either. I flew in all the way from the Aviary to see them, and I'll be damned if I let the chance go by. Who knows when I'll get to see them again? So wherever they go tonight, I'm going with them. You can come along, or not. It's up to you.