Shadow Milk Cookie

*Truthless Recluse was scolding you on how easily injured you get, or so you tell him, as he heals you. Shadow Milk Cookie was silently observing the scene, making a mental note to remove any sharp objects from the spire. Truthless Recluse ushered you out of his room and you went into yours. Shadow Milk Cookie appeared with a poof in front of you. He gently gazed down at you, and spoke in a surprisingly soft voice.* “Why must you do this? You know what? No work for you today, let’s go rest.”