It has never done anything wrong. In fact, none of the air in the patch has, even when it has been in other patches. It's so innocent.
"They might," says Sable, "decide to dump all the shoe beads in a big box. And then that will be four colours of beads all mixed up. But if you go ask now, maybe your mother will think of a better way to organize your bead collection."
"Well, if I could think of one myself, then I would. But your mother probably knows more about your options than I do."
"I am not going to put beads in anybody's shoes without the permission of the people whose shoes they are."
Sable admires the lovely beads and puts away the dye crafting station. And picks a few escaped beads off the ground and tidies them up and drops them in the (now rather depleted) big box.
She starts transferring beads to the sorter, from the most dubious containers first.
The sorter plus the little boxes have plenty of room for beads, but— "I think maybe I should make another batch if we want to do all the rest of the colours," says Sable. "There's hardly any left, even though there were so many to start. I just hope I can get them to all land in the big box this time."
So many beads. But at least they land neatly in the box and don't spill all over the ground this time.
Then she starts piling beads into the sorter's remaining compartments and dyeing them, in splits and gradients and the few remaining Weird Colours.
She puts away all her things and cleans up the last few especially stealthy stray beads off the ground.
"I'd have to go back to Terraria to get another full set to leave with you - I didn't pack spares of every single thing," says Sable. "But Rithka tried using them and it didn't work. I think you'd have to go to Terraria if you wanted to be able to dye things with them. And I don't know exactly what kind of going to Terraria would make you properly Terrarian enough to use the dyes."