Erin's breath catches in her throat. She lets out a shaky breath, considers using Bifrost instead, but, no. Yakko's will in this matter is quite clear. She sheaths her blade and takes up the mallet.

"See you tomorrow, little buddy. Less bear traps if you'd be so kind."

Mallet comes up.

|Stone?|

Stone Sayeth: Mm?

|Second verse, same as the first.|

Mallet comes down. Erin casts it aside and turns away to cry.