"Yeah, sure. Trev, could you head stay here? You can look at the
books on that bookshelf if you want. They have pictures if you
don't know how to read." Pixil said as she walked out of the room.
She headed down to Hatter's room and knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Hatter called from inside.
Pixil walked into the room, with Stitches following closely.
The room was an average human's study, but with a messy bed in one
corner, and various magical components lined up on several shelves.
Pixil sat down in one of the chairs in front of Hatter's desk,
pulling Stitches into the seat next to her.
"Stitches wanted to talk to us about something in private," Pixil
said
"If you mean Grace, then yes. She created a cat this morning. Then
she passed out saying that she did it for "him." I am currently
researching on who this person may be."
"Weird."
"I would really want to investigate this guy. Maybe rough him up
some."
"Hatter, beating people up isn't nice though!"
"Well, it's a good thing that I'm not "nice"!"