A while back, when there is still a vending machine somewhere selling slime people
"So...this is what you ended up with?"
Mainframe looks at the two...half-solid puddles, sloshing yet distinctively not mixed together within a big plastic box.
"Well...you told me to find two...shapeshifters? is that the noun you used?"
Galar stand on the other side of the box, both hands in pockets while his body arcs back, a posture which normal people can only sustain for a brief moment before breaking balance, but perhaps due to "Galar"'s specialties, or through sheer cockiness, he remain in that spine-breaking posture.
"...that can do, but i didn't ask you to make two human-sized jello..."
"Hey, i dunno that you can't just use all the available trait!"
"...And why there are you in there as well?"
"Um..."
"Just tell me on behalf of the benefits of CR, its everyone's freedom to hide something from others, and im not going to force it through sheer strength."
"...sigh...they exploded..."
"...Pardon?"
"When i mix all the vitals, they exploded, so i use myself to help collect and solidify them, into these two..."
"But they didn't wake up as you planned they would be, eh?"
"Eh its just a wild bet anyway, plus not like just three of us would've win against you, right?"
"Well...odds are not zero, thats for sure, but no odds are absolute zero anyway."
"hm...so what are you going to do with it?"
"They will be treated as vessels for Gil's companions...as for you, want to come and do something interesting?"
"With who?"
"You will see soon...i have a suspicion that you two will fit perfectly."
