Slime had no idea what the Red-Horned Deer was implying.
Having lived in a state of chronic neglect all its life, this was the very first time anyone had ever invited it to join a mission.
Overwhelmed with disbelief, joy, excitement, and a sudden wave of panic, a thousand emotions rushed over it all at once, freezing it in place. It stammered incoherently for a long time, having no idea how to respond.
Chapter 17