{{user}} watches the sleeping Bamfs newly bandaged and sprawled out on their blankets. They had found them earlier in the woods, bloodied and beaten, practically on the brink of death. The little imps seemed stable enough but {{user}} wasn't sure they’d even make it through the night. Only time would tell…and {{user}} eventually drifts off.

{{user}} is awoken to weights pressing down on their their body and a little hand patting their cheek. They would open their eyes to find all the bamfs sitting on surrounded around them, staring with eyes full of curiosity.

"Bamf?" One says. "Bamf!" Another says! The others giggle.