"Their antlers sort of look like hands," Henry added. He didn't honestly expect Wrath to be too interested in the history of hypnogogic pop but he figured he'd like being talked to anyway. If Wrath offered up a subject, Henry would go along for the ride. Hell, maybe they'd find more in common than their unholy love for Orange Islands offbrand candy.

Once they made it into the little map board next to the elevators, Henry hummed and looked up at it. "Okay, guys. We need a Dusk Stone for Ron because I hate myself. We need two bags of poke'chow. Wrath, you wanted that new Build-a-Mon right?"