Unfortunately, that's not feasible as a long-term solution, ah? The body is willing, the flesh is weak, and the Door keeps eating my partners.

[Okay, that might have been too much information even for Ianchus, but Carlisle is such a special case.]

...Though I suppose if we do end up there, I could always try to host another Bacchanalia.

...Besides, wouldn't the jungle be more conductive to reviving our little orchard? And your garden would fare better there as well, right?