"Ass." I grumble at Ankh. Yummy doesn't like him. Smart cat. But, no, damn it, Kazari, you're trying to make sure we don't all do the back-stabby bit again.

"Alive." I agree with his assessment. That's pretty much all any of us can say, right?

What are we supposed to do? What was I even thinking, getting us all together like this?

They still feel like family. Even Ankh, stupid jerk.

Mostly I'm just glad I got Gamel and Mezool back together. Gamel's the only truly decent one out of all of us.

"So here we are."

Uva still smells good, god damn it. Why is that even a thing? And why am I smaller than all of them except Mezool? I don't remember it being like that, damn it.

"Now what?"