Ravio stared down at the other. How convenient for him to run into them on his little walk. He wasn’t too far from the shop, and tried poking at the individual to wake them. “Wake, wake?” he asked them in a quiet voice. Then he raised it. “The floor isn’t ideal, you’ll get bugs and itches from the grass! Wake, wake!” he repeated. Ravio nudged them again with the back of his cold hand.