Carver suddenly remembered wording Barrel had used and connected the dots. She tried to resist but was unable to prevent herself from falling over in a fit of silent laughter. She hugged her head to her chest and flopped her vines against the ground in uncontrolled hysterics.

The flailing motion finally snapped Agatha back to the present. "Bbbhuhh? What.. What's going on? Is something wrong?" She looked down at Carver, wondering the the pumpkin creature was in pain or having some kind of breakdown. No response was forthcoming.