"I have theories." And a little bit more than just theories thanks to a certain doll-wearing creep that tried blowing his face off a few hours ago. But Ankh wasn't about to let him expand on his theory because the angry bird arm was busy telling him.

Which was pretty much something he had guessed a little. So a Yummy was needed for the Cell Medals, and the Greeeds needed them as well? It didn't sound good for the people possessed by the Yummy if they were torn apart.

"And your kind needs the Cells Medals?"