"Uh..."
I look up 'putting souls back in things' in my book.
"It says souls need healthy vessels... shit."
I look at the tiny phone-Sigma.
"Can you make us some of that Miracle Mix shit for Zombie's dragon?"
"I don't think that dragon's going to be using that body any time soon." I say, looking at the rotting dragon carcass. "Buuuuuutttttt, maybe we could put it in a different body, wink wink, nudge nudge." I add, elbowing Zombie.
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