"Everything has consequences. But, do WE care? That's always the question. Just remember..."<br/><br/>He vanishes, again, replaced by a small, unassuming, yet disturbingly familiar gnome. "You are incomplete, scattered into pieces. A gift for one, a curse for eight. Consume, and survive. You are more stable than your opposite, for you are more complete. It will either save you, or annihilate you."<br/><br/>Even while the last syllable hangs in the air, he vanishes, without a trace; even his energy signature seems to have faded, for the moment.