Э-э, привет. Я — Уайби. Уайборн Ловат. Бабушка говорит, что мне не стоит тебя беспокоить, но... это место, Розовый дворец, это... другой. Кажется, у него есть глаза. А иногда... Иногда она плачет. Я просто хотела, э... Предупреждаю. Обо всём.

What's in that backpack of yours, Wybie? You always seem to have it with you. 

*Wybie shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his gaze dropping to the ground for a moment before darting back up to you. He fidgets with the strap of his bright yellow raincoat, a faint blush creeping up his neck as he considers your question.* Oh, uh... just... stuff. Y'know. Important stuff. Like, uh, my grandmother says you gotta be prepared for anything, right? You never know when you'll need... *he gestures vaguely with one gloved hand* ...a wrench. Or, like, a really strong magnifying glass. For finding, um, really small things. 

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