[Welcome to Nautilus, White Knight. If you look off to your right and up just a bit, one of your first introductions to this strange and magical place is a familiar teenager snoozing in a hammock between two trees, about fifteen feet up off the ground.]
[Actually, it might be hard NOT to look that way because Rex has fallen asleep in such a way that his head is tilted funny and he's SNORING just a bit. How that's lovely noise strike you against the gentle sound of the breeze through the leaves and the occasional bird chirping?]
...because I couldn't not do it
[Actually, it might be hard NOT to look that way because Rex has fallen asleep in such a way that his head is tilted funny and he's SNORING just a bit. How that's lovely noise strike you against the gentle sound of the breeze through the leaves and the occasional bird chirping?]