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[deathof4thwall]

The message starts with a sharp squeal of static, as if the COMP is a badly tuned radio or something, before it dies down a little and a cheerful voice starts babbling.

"Hiii~! So I was wondering something, and I thought I'd just throw it out on the network like this to get an answer and all."

There's the sound of fabric rustling, as if whoever's on the other side of the transmission is shifting nervously.

"So I noticed a bunch of people have, like, clean clothing, and I was just wondering what's up with that? I mean, how does it happen? My clothes are still covered in scorpion goo, and I don't have any spares or nothing, so it'd be super nice if someone could tell me how all you other folks are getting clean things."

There's a slight pause before the voice lowers to a whisper and hisses out,

"is it witchcraft?!"

With that, the message ends.

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[deathof4thwall]

When he does finally get out, he's wearing the clothes you gave him and his skin is so red he looks like a boiled lobster. Just how hot did he have the water in there, anyway...?

"Woooow, that was AWESOME!"

Well, at least he's happy.

[greatseal]

"Next time, maybe keep the water a little bit cooler..."

But he's clean and there's no more gunk or blood in his hair. He almost looks normal. That's probably the best she could hope for.

"You need to remember to take care of yourself, okay? Even if you can't remember some things, you should know about basic hygiene, and feeding yourself. There's no real food in here either."

[deathof4thwall]

"Huh? Are my carrots gone?"

Dashing over to the fridge to check.

[greatseal]

Minato.... "No, they're fine, but spam and carrots and nothing else isn't good for you! You need more variety."

[deathof4thwall]

There's a quick little sigh of relief as he sees the carrots are, in fact, still there. He glances over at you after you finish talking, looking puzzled.

"But...this is more variety then I've had in years."