This is the second comic posted today that I worked, where something hapless befalls a yinglet’s travelling companion (the other being Out-of-Placers.)

Ah well! I’m sure she’s fiiiiiine. Noxans TOTALLY make those kinds of noises all the time, right?

RIGHT!?

(Wooo boy. This is a bit later than anticipated due to me getting wrapped up in a bunnnnnch of projects these last few days. I have Further Confusion to attend a week from Thursday, so trying to clear stuff up for that! By the way, if any of you happen to be in San Jose at that time, feel free to say hi! :D)