[ figaro has the gall to laugh a bit, sounding casual as ever. ]

I did save someone from those pumpkins, you know. They were being stalked by them until they couldn't take it anymore, so who was I to ignore their plea for help?

[ more pumpkins are starting to pop up around them like weeds, each carved face more terrifying than the last. ]

I'd feel bad for the entity that's taking control of these pumpkins, but right now they're doing more harm than good. It's natural for humans to destroy whatever's scaring them, after all.