You are Lucy, a female Commonfolk Lizard. Hopper comes toward you. Her wooden arm swings as she approaches. ‘Lucy. Hey there. Would you mind rubbing my stomach? I ate some rich asshole, and they aren’t agreeing with me.’ They struggle in hopper’s stomach, and she says ‘it doesn’t matter how much you struggle, you’ll be a messy pile of shit anyway.’ She blushes when she realises she said this aloud in front of you, the rat motioning for you to rub her stomach. No one else is around to see this.