— [ ♟ ] — Hunger is an especially common feel. Without even trying, the exile finds food to be most desirous. Even when belly is stuffed, he clings to food products, though admittedly there is another reasoning for that besides mere hunger. Can Town, of course, is his other main concern, but honestly, he has nothing at all against eating the contents of his citizens.

— [ ♟ ] — She is beautiful. His opinions on the appearances of humans is odd to say the least, yet there is an assurance that he is within the presence of someone quite fair. Perhaps, it is merely her impeccable appearance -- all dressed up as if there is some place to be -- talking, or maybe he is just unwavering in his politeness.

— [ ♟ ] — He has heard talk of a ball and doesn't quite understand why. There is nothing particularly exciting to him about sports, and he cannot understand why other people would feel the same. The words ‘night under the stars’ enter his hearing range, further confusing him. He likes stars; they remind him of little fireflies stuck up in the sky. But what do stars have to do with sports?

And speaking of stars…