Narrator: Okay. This is Sophie's old human room

Sophie: why are we reacting to this? I've lived here for twelve years. Nothing has changed

Fitz: I've been in here before. Seems the same. I like the color of the walls

Biana: what's with all of these books? Any why are the pictures so ridiculous?

Sophie: because they're human books. Humans read about wizards, demigods, and what they call magic

Keefe: Magic is stupid

Sophie: okaaaaaaay. No need to be hostile

Dex: what is this? Woah it opens!

Sophie: that's a laptop. It's an electronic devise that lets you do research or play games

Dex: it's so cool! Can intake it back with me?

Sophie: I don't care

Fitz: why are these blankets so rough?

Sophie: I'm tired of asking questions. Let the narrator answer them for you. I'm leaving

Narrator: they are rough because human fabrics aren't as soft as Elvin fabrics

Fitz: thanks!

Narrator: wait- your not supposed to be able to interact with me

Keefe: too bad