[Well, whenever Emil does find him? He'll be sitting on his butt in the middle of one of the pathways, his calves flecked with mud, a good deal of it splattered over his shoes and his hands coated in the stuff.
As he creates a tower. Out of mud. It's like sand except it's mud.]
[Action forever]
As he creates a tower. Out of mud. It's like sand except it's mud.]