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Holding back a cold laugh Crispin and moved his arms overhead. [color=00a99d]“relax, I won't attack.”[/color] said Crispin just before he slithered a tendril down to cover his stomach, he exhaled final! His energy just returned, seeing the gun Crispin didn't get closer. He just stood there, and talked. [color=00a99d]“Now we're both smart fellows The Puppeteer, so let's help each other out and figure out who cause this explosion and why. This, haha. Clearly wasn't random.”[/color]

Crispin had finally calmed down he was in a dangerous situation so being calmed was perfect he could think clearly, and as Fink believed...All minds are weapons.