"You need to mate."
The words didn't just hang in the air; they ricocheted around Ren's drug-addled brain like a pinball, triggering a very specific, very annoying memory.
She didn't need the System to say it. She could already hear its sassy, robotic voice pre-loading the "I Told You So" speech.
[System Notification: Cough. Excuse me, Host. Did I or did I not tell you back in the swamp that the cure was Vitamin D? Specifically, the D belonging to the Tiger King? But no, you wanted to climb trees and drink glowing soup.]
Ren gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the heat pulsing through her veins.
'Shut up,' she thought furiously. 'I refuse to believe I risked my life, betrayed my husband, and flashed a fox just to do something I could have done comfortably on a rug a long time ago.'
