"Thank the gods. Do you have any idea how LONG I've been wanting to expedition dump?! Hechoton already knows EVERYTHING, Creampuff is too busy eating bagels to listen to me, Locke gets the most vacant stare when I talk about second-layer magic circles, and everyone else at Anthea already avoids me because they know me as 'the spellbook-munching gremlin who crawled up the drain of Sinclair's bathtub' which is frankly only two-thirds true, by the way."