[He hesitates, unsure what he was about to say, and mulls over the question. It feels like he ought to have an idea where souls can go, but the memories just aren't coming. If only they had muscley brains for that muscle memory to get on getting on.]
MAYBE IN ANOTHER UMBRELLA?? AND I BET THERE'S SOME KIND OF MAGIC, FOR MAKING BODIES.
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[He hesitates, unsure what he was about to say, and mulls over the question. It feels like he ought to have an idea where souls can go, but the memories just aren't coming. If only they had muscley brains for that muscle memory to get on getting on.]
MAYBE IN ANOTHER UMBRELLA??
AND I BET THERE'S SOME KIND OF MAGIC, FOR MAKING BODIES.