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I've made some relevant updates to the bestiary now that we're on a planet with local fauna.

[So here's an attachment with the updated version!]

At the moment, I've only heard tell of the mammoth things roaming around out there. All current notes are either based on secondhand accounts or pictures that have been sent to me. I'd like some real specimens to take a look at, if anyone's game.

Apparently there's other critters too, though they seem to be rare as I haven't encountered any myself. If anyone runs into anything alive on this planet, let me know and I'll add it.

Thanks.

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[demonsional]

[Hayden makes a sound that's almost like a wailing hiss as he closes his eyes. His other hand comes up to cover his face as he awaits the end...the...the...he peeks out one eye from between his fingers, his gaze darting between Newt and the patch of skin that's regaining feeling.]

Have you become one of the magic men?

[completelycrazy]

[Newt lets out a pfft.]

I've always been one of the magic men. Come here.

[He guides Hayden into the break room, where there's a spare blanket folded over the back of the couch. Newt grabs it and throws it around Hayden's shoulder, bundling the kid up. He rubs his hands over Hayden's arms. Be warm, kiddo.]

Why are you running around out there without a coat on? It's freezing, dude.

[demonsional]

[Hayden's eager to follow, his teeth chattering and feet stamping restlessly and clumsily. He's even more eager to burrow himself into the blanket and into Newt's side, craving every ounce of warmth there is to be shared.]

Sometimes...sometimes I forget where my thoughts are, and then I am doing a thing suddenly? I don't remember.

[He's never, like, explicitly needed to worry about temperature before. Not cold temperature, at least.]

[completelycrazy]

[...]

Yeah, well, get a coat, or at least something with sleeves. Layers will help you stay warm, but you definitely don't want any exposed skin if you can help it. You can get frostbite if your skin gets too cold.

[He'll realize in a second that he probably should've phrased that more gently.]

[demonsional]

The frost is going to bite me? It's going to bite me!

[The monsters are all around us! He's effectively bypassed every other part of the statements directed on him, his shivering now just as much nervous as from the cold.]

I don't want it to bite me I want it to be my friend like Chimney and Beep Beep are also my friends!

[completelycrazy]

[Aaand there's that realization.]

Oh my god, no, calm down, dude. It's not what it sounds like.

[He holds Hayden tighter to prevent him from zipping off and undoubtedly getting into more trouble.]

Just—okay, so you know how it burns when you touch Chimney and Beeps without those big gloves? Because they're too hot? When things are too cold, they can burn you too, and the wind here is cold. All you need is gloves and clothes and stuff to put between you and the wind.

[demonsional]

[Thankfully, Hayden stops wriggling around so much when Newt starts his explanation, but his poor brain seems to have trouble understanding, his nose scrunching up as his eyes dart from one point to another.]

Hot...hot burns and cold...cold also...cold also burns...

[You can practically hear the rusted gears grinding to a painful halt.]

Fire wind?

[completelycrazy]

Uh... Yep! Yep, but it's, you know. Cold fire.

[Or. Something.]

So just cover yourself up when you're outside, okay?

[demonsional]

Okay! Okay! You can count on me to put on all of my covers!

[And so begins Hayden's adventure in rolling himself around town in Literally All of His Bedding. These Charlie Days have their hands full, that's for sure.]

[completelycrazy]

[Great! Harlan will definitely appreciate that.]

Good.

[...]

You have warmer clothes, right?

[demonsional]

There are clothes!

[Does he have them? Well, he didn't answer the question. Hm.]

I want to learn to make...to...the do the, with the...

[There seems to be a word he's forgetting. Hayden scrunches up his face, pressing his blanket-swaddled hands up to his face.]

Nevermind! I had a big goodbye to the thing that I was thinking!

[completelycrazy]

[Boy howdy does this tell Newt nothing.]

Uh, right. So... You do have warmer clothes? Like a coat, or something? At least?