Square was sitting next to Hatty, staring up at him. They were staring at each other with the same gaze, except Hatty had those constant flows of tears that looked frozen in time. Square kept staring at Hatty. He didn't know what happened. Hatty had been different ever since.. The hat.. It was the hat! Square just stayed silent, staring at the second square species before him. He wondered where the other shapes were.

" ...Father.. "

Square spoke softly.