[ There's a slight pout at that, and for a moment she actually goes back to trying to make sense of the page of symbols and formulae that make up Ruin. For a moment, in part because trying to make sense of it seems a hopeless endeavor but mostly because actually doing what she is supposed to be doing fails to have the immediate desired effect of making an extra-fluffy pink carbunny with a white ear and foot appear. Then she goes right back to asking her countless stupid questions. ]
What kind of food do they like? The carbun...-clies. [ ...closer, at least? ] Do they eat meat? Oh! Could you use one for a ratter? That would be a useful function!
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[ There's a slight pout at that, and for a moment she actually goes back to trying to make sense of the page of symbols and formulae that make up Ruin. For a moment, in part because trying to make sense of it seems a hopeless endeavor but mostly because actually doing what she is supposed to be doing fails to have the immediate desired effect of making an extra-fluffy pink carbunny with a white ear and foot appear. Then she goes right back to asking her countless stupid questions. ]
What kind of food do they like? The carbun...-clies. [ ...closer, at least? ] Do they eat meat? Oh! Could you use one for a ratter? That would be a useful function!