Oscurin sighs sadly as he follows Jon, saying," Look, just tell me what you need. Sure, I'm not the<span style="font-style: italic">best</span>person to talk to, but I still need to know.."<br/><br/>Penelope nods, saying mentally,<span style="font-style: italic"> Mistress... When you reformed me earlier... Why did your stomach change from horrifying to comfortable? Or was that a different Organ all together?</span>