You save your idea for an UNHALLOWED SANCTUARY for after you talk to Wretch. It's a fantastic plan, but you think it may be best to talk to everybody about after you make sure she's okay.

VOIDSY: Yeah, it was her. She's online, so we have to move fast.
WRETCH: was she like
WRETCH: a superbitch as usual
VOIDSY: Yeah. Kind of spooky, but definitely a nasty piece of work. We're sorry you have to deal with that constantly.
WRETCH:
WRETCH: yeah
WRETCH: did she say anything weird
VOIDSY: Somewhat. She baited us to go back to base, saying that the longer we take, the worse the traps she makes are going to get.
WRETCH: i mean ok thats definitely a bait but
WRETCH: shes kind of right and i fuckin hate sayin that
WRETCH: if we all go back to base the limit goes up and we get four more kitties on the field to fuck her up
WRETCH: n she only gets one
WRETCH: otherwise shes just sittin around makin spike pits
WRETCH: idk we dont gotta go attackin her ass direct but might be a good idea

VOIDSY: Defense is definitely the way to do this.
WRETCH: yea
WRETCH: idk about you but i dont wanna charge in akimbo only to get spiked in the head

VOIDSY: Just wondering, but Spit doesn't actually eat other gods much, does she?
WRETCH: babe
WRETCH: she eats lesser gods like fuckin snacks
WRETCH: bitch has got some serious hunger issues

VOIDSY: One last thing. We also need to watch her online status like a hawk. She knows we've talked to other gods, and we don't think any sort of cooperative relationship with her is salvageable.
WRETCH: fuck
WRETCH: does she know im here
VOIDSY: We don't know.
WRETCH: fuck

She goes quiet for a few moments.

WRETCH: fuck.