>CREATE: JACKET, SHAWL, SCARVES

You make Seaspray a lovely little outfit, making sure not to go too overboard on how warm it’d be. You toss in a few scarves as well, which they gratefully pocket. They thank you for your kindness, and your help with the hybridization is very much appreciated. They won’t forget this.

VOIDSY: Thanks to you too, Miller. For the advice.
MILLER: Oh? Well, thanks for the thanks!
EASTWOOD: oh my god can we please just get on with shit
MILLER: Rude! But a good point.
MILLER: Off you go! We’ll hold down the fort here a-okay.
WRETCH: make sure to keep us posted on the juicy details lmao
EASTWOOD: You planning on taking Whipp along?
VOIDSY: Yeah, for the best. If that’s alright.
EASTWOOD: I’d prefer to see this up close and personal myself, so I’m in favor.
WRETCH: you just want the drama
WRETCH: th romance
EASTWOOD: I do not-
WRETCH: hey im eastwood i cry over fuckin soap operas at 2 AM and-

You can hear what can only be the world's stranges slap fight occurring in the background, Wretch cackling. You leave them to it, filing it away as prime punking material for later.