(oops. I'll try not to do it again. Is formulating a response for you controlling, though? If it is, I'll bump this next continuation. oh, oo! how do ya like my new sig?)
After finally gathering himself, Krim runs towards the scene.
Prake: Numnumnum...
Krim: Uh, do you have a second?
Prake: Mmmf, sure!
Then Krim desribes all he saw with a cool head to Prake. Prake seems unalarmed, and explains why he isn't by saying...
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