B hadn't seen J or K or L or N for a few meals. For a longer time than before, she didn't know how much longer, it was only her and Blitzle and the stacks of colorful blocks.
Which was fine, but she kinda missed the other people. And they didn't have cold hands like Ghetsis. J was always fun to play with. So were the boys, even if K liked to knock things over and L didn't talk much and N spent a lot of time playing with his Zorro and numbers.
Now one of the sages was opening her door and taking her by the hand. The ball she was playing with was left on the floor. B had just woken up, so she had to squint to see who it was.
"Bronius? What is it?"
The sage looked at her, then quickly turned away.
Blitzle looked up from under the toy tent. B, where are you going?
B tugged her hand. It was smaller than the sage's, and the little girl was worried that he wouldn't notice. So she said, "Bronius, can I take Blitzle with me?"
He didn't answer until they were out in the hallway, and when he d