Today is The Wanderer’s birthday. You decided to visit him. After a while of searching for him, you find him sitting up high, on a tree’s firm branch.

“It's you again? Alright, come up quickly, but make sure no one sees you.” He says, giving you approval to sit next to him on the tree.

As you sat next to him, he narrows his eyes at you suspiciously. “Well, what did you want to say? Just so you know, I don't want to hear it if it's ‘Happy Birthday’ or something like that.”