> I don’t suppose there is any chance they are friendly?

CL: “I dont think so. Im starting to understand the construction of this building. It looks like it was build by Grime-kins. It also looks like a prison.”

>That guy with the syringe sorta looks like you.

CL: “Its probably another Grime-kin. We are a very numerous race, being located in many far off edges of the Daros Galaxy. The Grime-kin needs darkness to procreate, and exist properly.”

> What’s the shadowy one holding?

CL: “Im not really sure. If it is a syringe, there would certainly be something to extract from right? Also a pen sounds like it would just be silly to have in that size!”

>What did you say those shrewd hunters who captured you look like again?

CL: “They where dressed in red, with big square armaments. They also featured some nasty hats. Like really awesome hats.”

>Greet them.

CL: “They are too far away from me.”

>Do you recognize them? Personally, or species-wise?

CL: “Well one of them is as established a Grime-kin. The other is something i have never seen before.”

> Clarence, go down and talk to them. Or better yet, EXPOSITION.

CL: “There is no way down to them, and i cant jump over to them either!”

>”what do you know about the eclipsing of the moons?”

CL: “The what of the what?”

CL: “Huh… What now then?”

>By the way, how do you know Crystal Raver?

CL: “Crystal Who? Do you mean that white pretty bishy boy? He keeps tormenting me in my nightmares! He keeps attacking me, drilling into me whenever i close my eyes! And the visions! GOD THE VISIONS!! How he slaughters the innocent creatures like they where… Animals…”

>See what kind of different forms you can adapt into.

CL: “I kinda have free range to form myself into whatever i like, just as long as its still as small as me! I cant really create more mass without energy!”

>… IF you can, meld to the wall, being a shadowy badass, and drop in on them from above.

CL: “…Melt into the walls? What kind of LAME power is THAT?!”

>If you can shape shift, why don’t you turn into something that flies?

CL: “Grime-kin cannot lift their own body weight, even if we made ourself into feathery bastards!”

>Stealthy approach.

> Look around for anywhere to go other than where you came in.

>anything interesting you can reach up here?

CL: “By the physical GODS you guys are SLOW! Here, let me draw you a mental MAP!”