Enzo really ought to be in sleep mode, but he's too fascinated by
one of his gifts. It's easy enough for a sprite to find the indicated patterns in the lights on the ceiling, but he's much less clear on how, say, that group constitutes a dragon.
WARNING: INCOMING GAME. WARNING: INCOMING GAME.
Dude! This is the first Game since his birthday! And it's at night, too. What if everyone's asleep? What if no one makes it in? He can't know for sure. As a Guardian, he's obligated to enter that Game, by code and by duty.
Of course, he's out the window and halfway to the cube on his new boogie baud by the time he's finished thinking this...