[Oh, this is an interesting turn of events, isn't it? Reaver does recognize that little layout in the background; he's actually fairly surprised, however, by the demeanor of the person in the video. However, he can't say that he's never seen the kill-them-with-kindness sort; Theresa was fairly infamous, and look how that turned out. Spire full of crazy, Albion full of crazy, the monarchy full of crazy...

...all right, that isn't to say that some of the things people like this could do weren't fun, obviously, but that's really beside the point. Have a video, Ray.]

Well, my dear, I'm afraid that the creature you're looking at is, regrettably, probably yours. This place rather enjoys handing out little bundles of frustration like that, it seems...and as you sound like a new arrival, I'll tell you now that if you woke up with that thing in your possession somehow, as far as this place is concerned it's actually in your possession in every sense of the word. I've raised one of that species myself; either coddle it or beat it into submission, darling, the results are more or less the same.

That is to say, more crying.