Rock Biter:
Where-where-where I come from in the North, we used to have exquisite gourmet rocks. Only now... now, they're all gone.
Night Hob:
I know how it happened.
Rock Biter:
Oh, I - I *swear* it wasn't me!
Night Hob:
Oh, heck, no!
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