«That Hobbitish dork is writing for my cousin now! So... Go follow them there, I guess.» x.com/ToweringTerror…

"Give it time, Jan! They got that weirdo Carnage in.' She is also in, and looks good.

"Awwww. You need a cutie!" She chortled. "Or a hunk, depending on how you swing."

"Alright! If you say so. I had a date from another universe a little while back.

𝗧𝗢𝗥 𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗞 𝗦𝗔𝗡, 𝗕𝗢𝗥 𝗡𝗔𝗞𝗞𝗔 𝗠𝗨𝗥, 𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗢 𝗙𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗞 𝗪𝗢𝗧 𝗨𝗥, 𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡 𝗞𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗢 𝘼𝘽𝙄𝙉 𝙎𝙐𝙍, 𝗧𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗟𝗘𝗞 𝗟𝗘𝗞 𝗡𝗢𝗞— —𝙁𝙊𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙍𝙊𝙒 𝙎𝙐𝙍!

//Flipping.

"Knock knock." The hopeful jester parrots.

//Yo, but my love for patagia is too strong—

"Likewise, Indigo-1. A pleasure to see you as always."

"Indeed." He looks about the area Indigo-1 has taken to stay. "Modest. I quite like this place. Not nearly as opulent as some of the Earth Dwellings I saw."

"Aah, so I see. Well, hopefully things are well within the tribe. I understand there was trouble some time back."

Does GORDON. have time for a friend with a blue ring?

Nothing, unless she has ketchup. It's more what he can offer her. She seems... Stressed. Is Hope's light flickering in her heart?

He's eating an alien melon. Who shall he visit after?