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Clarence: Oooh! Hey! More meat-bags are coming!

Sard: Meat-bags? Can you refer to them as gems?

Clarence: Make me.

Sard raises his fist, ready to punch himself again.

Clarence: Okay okay. No need to threaten me. One's called... Pad... The other... Chal... The other... Aquamarine.

Iolite: Thank you. You are useful for something.

Clarence: I'm still mad at you, lady. You told me to go to hell, so screw you.

Iolite pokes her head out of the cave and sees the trio coming.

Iolite: Hey! Over here!