Conan's first thought on seeing that scythe waving around is what a completely useless tool it was for the problem hand.
He shakes his head.
"You can cut up once it's out. But right now we need something that can pull all of that meat out of the chute." He goes rummaging through the kitchen drawers and cabinets and eventually emerges with some selected supplies.
He eyes the spider. It obviously understood him, but it hadn't spoken.
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He shakes his head.
"You can cut up once it's out. But right now we need something that can pull all of that meat out of the chute." He goes rummaging through the kitchen drawers and cabinets and eventually emerges with some selected supplies.
He eyes the spider. It obviously understood him, but it hadn't spoken.
"Do you know Morse Code?"