Action: Wortle wanders near ground zero, lost in agonizing thought.
Wortle: I could have saved Celeste... I foresaw her death... but I mustn't affect the future! Mustn't I? Did I do the right- wait what is that smell?
Wortle: That... fragrance, redolent of a spring rain and fresh lilacs... could that be my favorite superheroine, digging for survivors in the wreckage?!?
Action: Wortle spies Bee Line rummaging through the WTC ruins at ground zero.
Wortle: Is that you, Bee Line? I thought you died while rescuing me!
Bee Line: Hi little owlet! Yes my body tears asunder when I sting a foe, but my bottom half gradually regenerates.
Wortle: Is it weird to use the bathroom when your bottom half is incomplete?
Bee Line: Naw, but it can get kind of messy when I'm on my period.
Action: Blood suddenly stains Bee Line's lower half and drips heavily to the ground.
Bee Line: Damn.