What is wrong with you? I'm a human being!

Yes, one of over one-and-a-half billion.

But that creature, on the other hand,

is one of a kind. Don't you see?

Oh, I see perfectly well.

It's no wonder you can't keep anyone around.

Do stay, Mr. Lint.

I'll make absolutely sure you don't get eaten again. I promise.

You said that last time!

If I'm ever to be taken seriously by the adventuring community,

I must... I must provide proof, yes.

You see, my mistake was relying on these newfangled cameras.

We'll go back. We'll get some real evidence.

-We can-- -No, we shall not.

You, sir, are on your own.

Uh...

Oh, bother.

Ew.

"Dear Sir Lionel Frost, as famed seeker of mythical beasts,

"you may be interested in this proposition.