Looks like the clowns are on their own.
Dad gives Numfi a gentle nudge and asks if they can share any wizits secrets, to which she says that those are well….secrets! She thinks they all look like nice folks, but she can’t go sharing such important matters with strangers, no matter how much she wants to.
Dad nods, fully understanding- do they know anything about this world at least- about gods, about the game?
Neither of the clowns have any idea what she’s talking about, Zeb saying that all they really know is that they’re here now, they’re a wizit, and some things here and there about what that means. It sounds like a lot to catch up to, for sure…
Primus asks if the wizits need anything in particular, both insisting that they’re fine for now- they’ll make do! If something comes up, they’ll let you know…Zeb adds that they’d rather not be indebted to someone they just met, no offense. They’ll keep it in mind, though.
Well, they’re more than welcome to stay either way- it’s a bit crowded now, but only because everybody’s over and visiting. Usually, it’s just five of them…Primus points to himself, Dad, and Buddy in the distance. Jasper’s inside, and-