[Poor kicked Meow Wow. Wash kneels down, scratches it behind the ears for a few seconds, and then pulls a cookie out of his storage compartment and offers it to the Meow Wow, because all Spirits like treats, right?]
[Of course they're friends now! Fang is certain of it. All of the people with armor here are friends!]
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[Of course they're friends now! Fang is certain of it. All of the people with armor here are friends!]
You'll see when you run into Nightmares.