[currently hiding under the bed that he and Wolfram unwillingly share, trying to hide from Wolfram's rage]

[wondering around the apartment, wondering whose negligees are hanging in the wardrobe, why there is a sword.]

Uhm, excuse me? Can someone help me please?

Does this place usually have such temperamental weather? The rain… just stopped- just like that? It would have been nice to have a nice rainbow, a big one that stretches across the city, wouldn’t that have been great?

Wolfram! We’re going exploring today; you promised.