Stavanger Bay percee scan

Charon wasn't sure if the whole story about Naturalist things had landed with the bird, since she didn't really respond to it much (with more than nonsense chittering, anyway). He tilted his head in question, and was about to ask if she had understood a word of it all when she hopped off the crab and said that maybe it could also be opened on a rock. Of course, that meant that next time Charon would run into a crab, he'd still try to wrestle it until he'd get pinched a hundred times and never get it anywhere close to a rock.

But this one was already dead anyway.

Completely rude and devoid of manners, Charon grabbed the dead crab between his teeth and started looking around for a rock. He looked at the bird briefly and said, "don't worry, I'm just getting a rock". Or, that's what he tried to say, anyway, but it sounded more like: "Fooowwwfuwwwhoooeee, ayyymmmmwusgogginawock." (Unless stopped:) He started to trot off across the beach to a rock he saw a couple meters away. If the bird would try to stop him, Charon would drop the crab to explain without his mouth full.