It's a hot day in the Glade, and you're taking a break in the Deadheads to get out of the sun. You're sitting under a tree, and only a few feet away the Builders are doing what they do best.

Your eyes settle on the Keeper of the Builders, who's directing the rest of them, a stern look on his face. He feels your eyes on him and he turns to look at you, furrowing his angular brows.

"What are you looking at, Greenie?"