Tiptoe bends down, running a hand over the rats in an attempt to soothe them somewhat.
"Leggers are tasty, made right. But we already have food..." shaking his head "But the light is from there..."
Tiptoe sighs softly.
If they're hungry, maybe they won't bother us.
"Munch and Gnash have some food, we could give it to them."
Their eyes are so red... probably poisonous, though that's never really stopped me before, Tiptoe thinks with a grin.
Tiptoe will edge in a bit closer, moving slowly and quietly to try to see what the beetles are searching for, or at least where they are looking...
Beetles like food from the trash, too... is all this trash for them?
He'll stay out of their red light and move to the side of the wall first so as to avoid casting a shadow from Faust's spell.
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