Yeah! Like a spider web for thoughts, 'cept it's keeping the bad ones from getting to us, instead of us eating the trapped ones... unless fairies do that...

[ ...That simile went sort of off track. Greg coughs. ]

Anywho. You'll need the base before any of that. [ He gestures for Papyrus to take a hoop and some leather, and starts his own by way of demonstration. ] Don't think I caught your name there, Slim.