[ Trucy would very much like to argue that. That was, in fact, not at all perfect and if Rayfa had waited any longer, she'd be covered in hideous roach looking things.... ]

...'Perfectly' isn't the word I'd use for it, but at least the job got done. Now, let's go toss these things off the side of the island! We can go celebrate with ice cream--

[ Trucy pauses, however, because the grass is moving again. ]

...Hey, um, is that thing loaded with another net, by any chance? Or... or was it just one net?