( Right - the seed. He digs around in his skin-tight pants pocket as he chews, and pulls forth the not-a-pinecone to display it on his palm. )

We found 'em both in some kind of hex bag lookin' thing. Seemed kinda witch-y, maybe spell adjacent. For all we know, that centipede could be some poor bastard named Ron, so... seemed like a good idea to check.

( One cheek is absolutely full of food while he talks, sorry guys.

Also, this is so much less... fight-y than he was picturing, what's up with that?? )