Words of the Constant
They'll be back.
Nobody ever invites me in. I'm starting to take it personally!
I should pocket it for future tinkering.
You were much more polite in the last timeline.
Honestly, nothing really surprises me anymore.
Walter, why do you keep looking at my hands...?
I'll have you back on your feet before you can say temporal squiggle!
I know what you did Walter, you can't talk your way out of this one!
That was some quick thinking, Walter!
What a funny little hat! Sadly, I don't think it would suit me.
Well... they must've deserved it.
Hm. I must have my reasons...
Well, fancy running into me here!
I'm not letting things end for us here!
It looks like there's only room for one of us in this timeline!
I'm glad one of us was able to act in time!
He looks familiar.
I knew it was you.
Are these the "hot styles" young people are always talking about?
One less distraction, I suppose.
I could always change my look this time around.
I guess I was bound to run into you sooner or later.
We won't be meeting again.
Took long enough!
No, no, no! Back down, you!
I could have sworn they were bigger...
That's the end of that.
Any bright ideas?
Well... I guess I have a little time to spare.
I don't like the look on your face, Warly...
Not everything needs to be cooked, Warly...
How good it is to see you, Warly! Tell me, have we met yet?
Give me a minute, I can fix this!
It's hard to fool me Warly, did you have this plot cooked up all along?!
I'm glad to have someone like you around, Warly.
I wouldn't mind having a beefalo bodyguard.
I'd rather not be stung within an inch of my life, thank you.
Don't think I won't throw it!
What? How is it empty already?
Gardens need so much attention.
Ahh, refreshing!
Believe it or not, it's actually quite practical.
It tastes like a frozen summer day.
Cooking it seems wholly unnecessary.
It's so pleasantly round!
Why waste time growing them when I can just eat them now?
I seem to recall something... there was a trick with the barnacles...
In time, it will grow as big as the others.
Oh botheration, I have to contend with angry flower spittle?
If I come across a nice rock, I'll leave it there.