Spinning Compass Comunications

[Hródolf is very excited! He is flicking between English and Norse]

NAN! NAN! I made you picsures for your birfday! [Come and see! Come and see! I have to show you!]

...can I have bekfas too?

[Dan has fallen asleep on the couch, and his phone is broadcasting whenever he talks in his sleep. His voice is quiet and almost toneless.]

-air... winter fire... burns there too.

[quiet for a few minutes]

...you'll float too...

[a few soft snores]

turtle?

leper, werewolf, mummy... bird and boys and razor teeth

turtle.

[His phone cuts off as Dan groans]