More questions than answer but then, that had always been the way hadn't it? From what he could remember at least. "The purpose of anything should be fun or creative." Even if saving things tended to waylay that sort of thought. As it stood, neither of them was saving anything at the moment. So fun needed to be something of a motivator.

Or Four would begin to get antsy just standing about.

"Well you would know, wouldn't you? I only have three in front of me." But at least there was another one added. How many left between him and this peacock? how many events had occurred to put that look on his own face?