“Dream, Technoblade, and Philza. And a lot of TNT.”

"Ah. Okay. And TNT is explosive and... presumably they blew an entire country up. Wow. Why?"

“They never wanted it to exist in the first place.” Sam shrugs. “Also I think Dream has fun with that sort of thing.”

"Wow. Okay then."

“Yeah.” Sigh. “Nobody died that time, if that makes you feel better.”

".... Yaaaaaaay?"

This is, quite possibly, the most unenthusiastic yay of all time.

“Yeah.” He doesn’t sound enthusiastic either. 

"Yeah," she agrees. "... So uh. Where are we on this map, then?" There is, quite unfortunately, no 'you are here' sign.

He points to the gray building on the map that the author of this thread has helpfully circled in red for you.

"Oh, we're right in the middle of things, cool. And the big path through the middle of thing is the Prime Path?"

"Yeah. And the black grid here" --he gestures to the black grid down and to the right of the circled building-- "is where L'Manberg used to be."

"Oh." This 'oh' is different than her last one. Much more sad, and, well. There's not much she can say in response to the destruction of a nation, is there. ".... what's the grid?"

"It's an obsidian and redstone setup, I can go into details but I don't even know if you know what redstone is-- it's how Dream rained the TNT on them."

"I absolutely do not know what redstone is. Rained TNT. On them and their homes." Sigh. "But at least no one died. … Can we talk about... less sad things for a bit, please? I have a daily maximum of sad that I let myself have and I think I've reached it."

"Sure. ...You probably won't want explanations of the rest of the stuff in the museum, then.

I guess the community house is fine." He points at the brick wall. "That's a replica of a wall from the community house, which was the first building made on the server. It's been blown up a couple times too, since it was first created, but it's been rebuilt, I'll show it to you on the tour."

Yvette snorts. "I'm glad it was rebuilt after... being blown up a couple of times. Is that just kind of a theme, here? Stuff getting blown up sometimes?"

"Yes."

"Wonderful."

She sounds less than thrilled. Or impressed, she also sounds less than impressed.

Shrug. "I mean, even when people aren't doing it on purpose, there are always going to be creeper explosions. --Oh, you might not know what creepers are. I'm a creeper, but most creepers aren't sentient, they're more like animals. And they explode if they think they're being threatened."

"... That is a deeply confusing biology. Uh. ... Also that's just kind of heartbreaking, that they explode when they're feeling threatened. Now I feel bad for them. How did, you, er, gain sapience or sentience or whatever it is that makes you different from them? Is there a way I can avoid freaking them out??"

"People can look like all sorts of animals? It's like how Fundy's a fox and Antfrost's a cat but that doesn't mean that most foxes or cats are more sentient than other animals. ...Foxes and cats are small and quadrupedal and make noises but not very language-like ones and they seem like they have simple preferences but-- not complicated ones, not self-awareness, you can't communicate with them, that's what I mean when I talk about animals as a category separate from people. ...Speaking of cats, cats are probably your best bet? Creepers don't like cats--in general, I mean, I personally don't mind them, I don't like them but I probably mind them less than Tommy does--so they'll stay away from you if you have a cat nearby."

"We have cats and foxes where I'm from. Getting a cat would keep creepers away and keep them from dying in terror at me? Huh. ... Maybe there's a property I could copy over from the cats, like I did for making the egg's blocks flammable. That seems more reliable than carrying a poor cat around everywhere I go."

“There are cats at the hotel, we can check when we visit.”

"Okay! Thank you. ... If I take on the properties of a cat I'm mildly tempted to give this form cat ears."

“That’d be cute.”