[So, Tim should probably be ashamed of himself for invading someone's privacy, and blah, blah, blah, but it's not his fault that the door was left a tiny bit opened, and Robins are a curious breed, so he's pretty sure he's not to blame for this.
Not totally.
And it's not like there's anyone in here to object anyway... right? But it's snowing, and that's unusual enough when you're indoors to warrant at least a third look. And who made the snowfox? So maybe he's not actually alone. He pushes that to the back of his mind for the moment, though, and continues to poke around as though he's sure he's alone.
[Room 301]
Not totally.
And it's not like there's anyone in here to object anyway... right? But it's snowing, and that's unusual enough when you're indoors to warrant at least a third look. And who made the snowfox? So maybe he's not actually alone. He pushes that to the back of his mind for the moment, though, and continues to poke around as though he's sure he's alone.
He leans in toward the windowsill.]
Huh. Thought that was sea glass.