Carver glared at him. "I have plenty of time to think before I act. In case you haven't figured it out yet, that's [i]why[/i] I get into so much trouble." He smirked. "Or did you think all those times you chained me up or strapped me to my bed, that I was just sitting there thinking about sunshine and roses for hours on end? Thanks to you, I'm an [i]exquisite[/i] planner."

The pumpkin creature flumped down onto the examination table, but didn't lie back on it. "It's not just slower at walking, either. I can't climb or jump, and running is exhausting. My mobility has taken a skulldive."