Breya: Tagon, Schlock and I are going to shop for body armor and munitions.
Tagon: Great. I'll put out enlistment ads while you are gone.
Breya: For a new doctor?
Tagon: And a reverend. If the author is going to keep killing off characters, we will need someone to run the funerals.
Breya: He wouldn't kill off any more characters, would he?
Breya: Hey, you just tricked me into foreshadowing!
Breya: You JERK!
Tagon: Just make sure you get good body armor.