I haven't heard anything from that humanoid that I asked to save my baby. I'll have to try to hire some kind of professional help. My little one's betrothed said he would approach the rougher types. I get nervous.
I thought I should practise Thanksgiving, the way they do in this dimension.
You have to be careful with those turkeys. I couldn't get mine to eat all the cranberries and it got really nasty over the stuffing. I didn't know they could fly, either. It's on top of a lamp-post, streets away.