User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20150925233215

(With a firm nod, Orbit heads toward the teleporter room, waiting for Golden Age to program the tower's coordinates into the warp device. In the control room, Decibelle's eyes affix to Bedew. Considering the latter's rather pitiful look, she didn't know whether to treat her as a guest or a prisoner.)

Decibelle: Umm... y-you must be hungry. Would you... like something to eat?