With Green Neuron

Let us see what you have here.

Eleven... no sixteen! Sixteen slag reset keys.

I've seen several before, but one or two will be useful.

However, it seems this delivery was not intended for me. Everything suggests it was tailored for the specific predicaments of a friend of mine.

Her name is Looks to the Moon, and her state is considerably worse than mine. She's a short distance to the east of here - much shorter than customary. A circumstance that has led to some difficulties between us.

I am not without responsibility for her situation. It would only be suiting that I aided in this... rescue mission. As other endeavors have proven futile, I'm not ashamed to admit I've become more invested in day to day matters.

I will do what I can to assist you.

Unless you are aware, you are not well.

I was not a medical facility even when the equipment was functioning, but I will attempt to do something to buy you a little time.

You do not have much time. It is admirable what you choose to do with it.

Send my regards.