[He ran into something dangerous out there— but it was that same thing that led him to what he needed as far as plants went. He'd gotten away, anyway, with only a small scratch!! For now. The fog made him feel even more disoriented than usual, and he could swear it was bringing out more dangers.]
Oh, yeah. [The animal, right? He sets his basket down and turns to look at the door he walked through.] Stupid thing was giving me hell. It's somewhere around here.
[As if on cue, it sounds like a number of cans topple over downstairs.] Want me to go grab it?
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Oh, yeah. [The animal, right? He sets his basket down and turns to look at the door he walked through.] Stupid thing was giving me hell. It's somewhere around here.
[As if on cue, it sounds like a number of cans topple over downstairs.] Want me to go grab it?