The dog-arrow spoke once more, this time to Bowyetta. “Bowyetta, do you remember anything about this place?”

Bowyetta stopped to think for a moment. “I am remembering not very much…”

“Try to think. What do you notice about the… Uh, people here?”

Bonkakira responded. “Bonkakira notices that they aren’t humans. How is she going to sneak in with you?”

“Let me finish,” The dog arrow spoke as it produced a bucket from Bowyetta’s hair. “If you cover yourselves in this, you’ll be able to blend in perfectly. Smithy and his crew won’t even notice you’re here!”

“You… Want us to paint ourselves?” Beepsumu looked skeptical. “How is this going to help us?”

Bowyetta dipped her hands in the bucket, looking a bit distressed. “We are not having the time for discussing. Our guest is looking not so good.” She started covering herself in paint. The others soon did the same, and before long the group was painted completely gray.

The dog-arrow returned the bucket to Bowyetta’s hair, and looked at the Repairman. “I don’t think you’ll need any paint. This place is all metal and conquest, so I think you’ll be able to get in unnoticed as you are. But um, hang on, I think Bowyetta has something to keep the rain off you in here.” Before going back into Bowyetta’s hair to search, it said, “Anyways, you guys should hurry, the paint won’t last long in this rain.”

“Um, all right then,” the Repairman replied, uncertainly. “If you say so… and thanks.”

He began shambling over to the castle as well as he could with only a record to protect him from the rain. He left a trail of dissolved ink as he went, and his siren light was still blinking a bright red. At least he was losing his form less quickly…

“Any idea how far it is?” he asked, to anyone who might know.