The conemen enjoy their idle days, will they continue? Well they themselves know, sooner of later, something always happens.

The Cubist in Pale Blue: “Oh, this will do quite nicely, just the right shape for an abominable snowman head, even a pair of gravespires to go with ice teeth, just need to get rid of the riffraff”

Red Coneman: “G-get rid? Y-you…” The Cubist in Pale Blue: “Villain, quite right, how unfortunate you all are to have met me, who cares not for lives great and small…”

The Cubist in Pale Blue: “…but rare it is to see a coneman with your bravery, able to stutter out a few words, so in honour of that I shall merely toss you all to the four winds, rather than refine you all, fortunate you are that I do not work in extracting liquid bravery”