“Ah I see. In any case, you would have liked seeing the glitter pollen in the previous festivals when everyone is stuck with floral based costumes. Maybe we could have traded it for anything, including food, for any and all attempts to clean up the town with.”

“Arf, arf!” Pooka barks nervously as he and Madhka see their master to continue walk very very slowly.

“I really do hope that this small step quirk will end at any moment now. It is getting very tricky for me to walk around without the worry of tripping and getting hurt.”