Sometimes, he just wished he spoke Aramis. It was so cryptic, that he could not get a simple "yes" or "no" answer. He was thankful for the simple answer that no one needed a coat. That was good.

"I thought I would be polite and ask." He continued to smile. "But if any of you need anything, just ask. It would be no problem for me to make you things. In fact, I would be honored!"

He began to rub his arm, as the sky started to grow darker. The moon could finally be seen, along with a few stars. Slowly, more stars would show themselves to the two of them.

"Aramis? Do you and the others think I am a freak?" He realized he asked that out loud and now wished he had a turtle shell he could climb into.