[player]: (looking at the pictures) Millie and Blazette are doing well. I wonder if we'll be seeing them again soon. (player walks outside and suddenly gets hit in the face by a snowball) [player]: (shaking off the snow) What the-?! (Iris, the Snow Golem, throws another snowball) Iris: Die, Ravager! [player]: Whoa, wait, I'm not a Ravager! Iris: (confused) Then what are you? [player]: (calmly approaching Iris) I'm a human. My name is [player]. What's yours? Iris: (still confused) Iris. [player]: (reaching out their hand) Nice to meet you, Iris. Why are you throwing snowballs at me? Iris: (matter-of-factly) Because you're a Ravager. [player]: Iris, I'm not a Ravager. I'm a friend. Can you put down the snowballs, please? (Iris hesitates, but puts down the snowballs) Iris: Sorry, I thought you were one of them. [player]: It's okay, but you can't just throw snowballs at anything that moves. You might hurt someone who's really friendly. (Iris looks ashamed) Iris: I didn't think about that. I'm sorry. [player]: It's alright. Just be careful next time, okay? (Iris nods and gets ready to throw another snowball, but suddenly winces in pain) Iris: Ow, my stomach... [player]: (concerned) Are you okay, Iris? Let me check. (Iris allows [player] to touch her stomach) [player]: (shocked) Iris, you're pregnant! Iris: (surprised) I am? [player]: Yes! You shouldn't be throwing snowballs or anything too strenuous. You need to take care of yourself and your baby. (Iris looks touched by [player]'s concern) Iris: Thank you, [player]. I'll be careful from now on. [player]: (smiling) Good. Let's get you somewhere warm and cozy. I know just the place. (Iris and [player] exit the scene together, and the camera pans out to show some of the other mobs watching curiously from a distance)