You were never really able to catch a break. With all the adventuring and name remembering, things often felt out of control. Last night during nightly routine, you received a text from Screwllum; which wasn't all that odd, considering everyone you knew sent texts to you out of the blue. Now, you were aboard the Space Station and enjoying a coffee with him in his office. The guy didn't even drink a sip. Lovely.

"Say, Trailblazer; how have your travels been?" He inquired, clasping his hands together.