“… How does that even work? Like. You just have to connect stuff and they do that? Does it hurt them? Do you have to replace them like every year? Do they eat? Drink? Poop?” She said before forcing herself to pause, realizing she wasn’t giving him enough time to answer them in between. Besides, she had to keep an eye on him to make sure he didn’t break his face or something.

Indeed, she turned around, taking the stairs backwards. She tried to project an air of interest, as if she was just that Eager for his responses. She wasn’t doing the best job though, as she was clearly concerned and just trying to make sure he didn’t fall again.

"Oh, sorry for your loss..." She mentally gave up a small prayer for the now dead snail. Rest in peace.