Second Injection. [video - backdated to the night of the 9th.]

[bluedespitebeing]

I've been thinking about words.

[Hello, Route! Today, this nurse is blood- and static-free, and she's also tied her hair back in a loose ponytail. Seems she's quite comfortable. Her tone is more one of musing, than confusion, which is always a step-up in her book.]

Things can have a price, but they can also have a worth. And both of those are good things, generally, and reflect something's value. So why is it good when something is priceless, but not when it's worthless?

[Lisa shakes her head.]

I suppose it's not important. But--

[She's cut off by a sharp series of taps at her window behind her, and she turns to see...a Hoothoot. And frowns. That thing sure is staring at her pretty hard...]

Again? Maybe I shouldn't have fed it...

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[video]

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry doesn't look satisfied, but he puts down his pointing finger.]}

I don't know what's wrong with those pokemon. The only one I've ever seen that acted like an owl was Heather's. And that's when she wasn't busy acting like a caterpillar.

_{[CLAUDY THE OWL BAG LIVES FOREVER.]}

[video]

[bluedespitebeing]

[Now that her heart rate is returning to normal...]

Caterpillar...? How can an owl act like a caterpillar?

[video]

[no_ufo_ending]

Just...trust me. Those owls are bad news.

[video]

[bluedespitebeing]

I'll...keep that in mind, thank you. Alessa suggested I try catching it.

[She hadn't seen a problem with the birds before, but Heather and Henry sure have done a number on her viewpoint.]

So...we'll see.