[ someone to talk to that isn't a slime! radical! scotty smiles a little crookedly and shrugs, not embarrassed to have been carrying on the one-sided conversation in the least.

crossing his arms over his chest, he nods toward the particular slime he's been chatting at. ] It said "I'm not a bad slime!" when I showed up actually. Now, that implies there are bad slimes, but I've yet to see one in this room.

[ you know what doesn't even say that? tribbles. ]