I could complain about my armor, but it wouldn't get me terribly far, I think.

[Though there are definitely times--like now--where Sam wonders why she ever dreamed this outfit up. Sure, she thinks it's cool, but while Zeke potentially sinks just because he's bulky, she does because her armor is. It's a pain, and there's a part of her that envies the other Dreamer girls who have cute, wispy little outfits.

Though she has to admit, that's not really a part of her wheelhouse--wispy outfit and a big honkin' battleaxe that doubles as a guitar? Yeah, right.]

I'd kinda like to know where all these little monsters are coming from, myself. It's like they're bleeding out of the walls, or something! You doing okay, back there?

[She's sure Space Witch can handle herself okay, but D-Tune is the sort to ask anyway...]