"We need to talk."
The world paled, the air thinned, and everything felt cold. Toxy nodded, having expected this.
It was a long conversation. She packed her things at the end of it, making sure to have enough potions for the trip.
It wasn't going to be an easy journey for the goblin.
"I'll return with gifts," she promised.
"Just come home safe and whole."
It was lonely, but the promise of having a home to come back to kept her moving.