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[psynchroneyes]

Are they like grenades?

[leonheartedly]

Kind of . . . still pulling a pin, but they aren't as strong as standard ones, so you can toss them at your feet without worrying much.

[psynchroneyes]

Hm. Sounds easy enough!

[leonheartedly]

Mm, more or less. Because of that, you don't have to toss these, you roll them like you would a ball.

Other than that - just don't set it off in your hand.

[psynchroneyes]

I do know at least that much, trust me!

[leonheartedly]

I'm covering all the bases.

[psynchroneyes]

That... that's fair. If it comes down to it, I'll put it to good use.

[leonheartedly]

Good. Feel free to hang onto it if you don't - I can always make more when we get around to messing around with honeysuckle shit.

[psynchroneyes]

I've still got some extra too, so if you ever want some...

[leonheartedly]

Heh, I'll ask if I do. I've still got plenty left from our trip out there.

[psynchroneyes]

Got it.

Then I should be good to go with this! And everything else, too, so I'll let you get back to it. [ Whatever he was doing... chillin.... ] Got other stuff to prepare, so I'll catch you later.

[leonheartedly]

[doing Tyr things, which is really just keeping busy]

Mm, I'll see you later.

Let me know how things go?

[psynchroneyes]

You got it. I'll let you know when we're back!

[leonheartedly]

Good.

Good luck, Spinel.