"Well, obviously not, that's just how you start one of these, ain't it?" Puddle sighed, shaking its head. "I just... I dunno, don't see why you're this upset. Vix went of, basically on her own, got herself killed... but the guys who went up with her are alright and she's gonna come back soon! You guys are actin' like you'll never see her again..."
That felt blunt, but there wasn't any other way to go about it. Even if Vix died, she was gonna be fine! It's not like she was gonna be gone forever. Puddle let out a sharp, quiet exhale. It really wasn't good at this kinda thing.