After some more panicked speculation on both of your parts you decide that Font is going to stay with you a bit, to help with the whole spine and assorted organs situation... But that you'll be searching for other members of Font's species, so you can relay a message about some serious customer complaints and some further assistance...
But for now you have a new friend who lives on and in you, and while absolutely a sweetheart and such a kind and friendly soul is also kind of deeply, unfathomably unwise, and only helpful as far as being a spine goes. Life happens. You wish this wouldn't be the second strangest and casually devastating thing that happened this week!
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