"Well hopefully that won't happen then!" Zeek replies, his tone chipper. "We'll just play damage control for now."

And...

That's honestly exactly what Zeek will be doing for the foreseeable future.

Fixing clothes for cursed people and handing them out.

How kind.

He'll ALSO be sending a text message to Raril warning him about the curse gong around.

He's...

Really not sure how to avoid it, honestly.

The thing is pretty insidious. So unless Raril is up for some role-reversal in bed he had best be careful.