Sorry, left my baking pans and oven mitts at home. [ shruuuuuug. next time, homeslice, next time. except not really because they aren't going anywhere else. and also because sam has no effing clue how to bake. ]

I mean the one about what you're here to fight, and what the symbiote is, and how to train your powers, and the part where it sinks you more into the hivemind.

[ giving rhys a WELP sort of face, because, uh. ]

It's not that cheery of a welcome speech.