[He makes a low, thoughtful noise, and is quiet for a moment. He knows monsters exist in the world, but he can't help but wonder how it came to be this way. They were in their shoes before, weren't they? Did they just... go nuts? Flip out and not care?
Maybe somewhere in that mess of monsters, someone cares about their tools.
It's a passing thought, but it's his silent optimism nonetheless.]
So they've been around for a long time and they're jerks. Anything else we know about 'em?
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Maybe somewhere in that mess of monsters, someone cares about their tools.
It's a passing thought, but it's his silent optimism nonetheless.]
So they've been around for a long time and they're jerks. Anything else we know about 'em?