[Egon's expression becomes sour as he says in an insulted tone:]
I still don't see what's wrong with Sir Wigglesworth. It's a perfectly fine name that honors a great entomologist.
[The newly-christened Fuckel--or Karl, if you're so inclined--peers cautiously at the two laughing humans. Humans do the strangest things sometimes. It gently reaches out a tendril towards Ray, as if wanting to be picked up.
Delphi continues to munch of snacks, apparently calming down from her earlier fit. She rubs her head, wincing as she casts a glance towards her trainers. Things seem to be fine so far for them. Maybe doom was averted today? That would be good.]
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I still don't see what's wrong with Sir Wigglesworth. It's a perfectly fine name that honors a great entomologist.
[The newly-christened Fuckel--or Karl, if you're so inclined--peers cautiously at the two laughing humans. Humans do the strangest things sometimes. It gently reaches out a tendril towards Ray, as if wanting to be picked up.
Delphi continues to munch of snacks, apparently calming down from her earlier fit. She rubs her head, wincing as she casts a glance towards her trainers. Things seem to be fine so far for them. Maybe doom was averted today? That would be good.]