[ as the old saying goes: beware the robot-looking alien that bears a desire to be useful.

while daylight may not be subtle or learn the meaning of it anytime soon, meddy is quick to reprimand their charge by giving them a whap on his head. not to purposely stop him from looking around but rather to get him to focus his attention on the person he's talking to.

getting the message loud and clear, a chastised day returns his attention to ka... ka... to the king and listens attentively to his answer. he's able to keep his frown in check, tilting his head in a quizzical manner when he hears the description of who the king is looking for. ]

Well! They sound- [ what’s a word he can use? without sounding rude? ] -like they blend in this sort of environment very well then. I guess that's why it's kinda hard to spot them.

[ that and the crowd is particularly lively today. is something going to happen? daylight can't tell with how unpredictable the fight ring has proven to be but he likes to think he can tell there's something going down. be it in the crowds or in the ring itself. ]