Jewel's and Pepper's laughter is not helping the situation. They've gone from gasping for air to hugging each other and falling to the floor just like the woman back at my castle. I don't see how death by brittlemortis and being green causes this reaction. They should display dignified horror and loads of sympathy.

Jewel looks up at me from the floor, wiping her eyes, and still chuckling. "You... you've been had," she lets loose again. Pepper is doing no better.

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