Now there's a thought. If I'm important, maybe you should listen to me...hm? [Bell suspected that was why he was still sort of listening to Youth: the chance that Youth might say something important again. Like the thing about the dream. Youth needed to watch what he said, though. People got killed for knowing/voicing too much.]

[Bell glanced back over his shoulder, just to see what Youth was up to now. He was greeted with the sight of Youth's legs up in the air. He shook his head. What kind of idiot was he stuck with, anyway? Did he want to think that he knew this weird man?]

Face it. You're too outgoing to be anti-social. You've already lost this challenge. Just...give up. [He turned back to his book, wondering why a spider and rat would be helping out a pig.] You'd have more luck getting a mutual hug than being anti-social.