[Narvin opted for a tinfoil skullcap. It isn't stylish, but it works.

Also, thank you for supplying tylenol and not aspirin. Narvin does not want to die a horrible death because he got the wrong flu medication.]

Any word on whether it's restricted to intelligent life? Or do you patrollers get to enjoy listening to the thoughts of giant spiders pondering the tastiness of your dissolved flesh as they attack you.