“Haha. Funny, Rich. You crack my side.” Fonsus said in a sarcastic and dry tone. Despite his refusal, the idea was scratched on the paper, as a backup. “Great. So, it’s basically set in stone.” There was some more scratching on the paper. Then Fonsus shut the book and stuffed it away before Gus managed to bite off a corner of the page. He gave the turtle a piece of carrot. He noticed, not intentionally, that River seemed preoccupied. “You okay?”