After waiting nearly a full minute and seeing no one step forward, Will shifted his gaze to Alma and bounced his foot, prompting her to issue a theatrically sensual groan as he asked, "I'm assuming you know where Kataat's main base of operations is located?"
"It's the biggest building to the west, near where all the nicer buildings are located," answered Alma, undulating her fingers on the back of Will's thigh and grinding the ridge of his foot.
"Alright, let's go," said Will, reaching down to grab the top of Alma's head and pull it up. Because of her unique physiology, his fingers indented her skull, and her neck, arms, and legs stretched like rubber bands before she reluctantly released him with a snapping pop.
"Booooo—you're no fun~" chimed Alma, standing on her own as Will set her down.
"I've already invested hours into this unplanned expedition," stated Will, his expression and tone firm as he added, "The sooner we wrap this up, the sooner we can return and feast."
