"I found it," Even said crankily. "In my room, to be precise. I assume someone put it there deliberately, since I can't see any way it could have turned up there by accident, but I have no idea who or why. Or, for that matter, how. Regardless, I certainly have no use for it." Except possibly to clean up chemical spills, but he'd rather have some answers.

Myosin squeaked a greeting to his fellow Pricklemane. Hihi! Are our Persons going to be friends?