Rorschach laid back on the soft grass. Stevie, for that was what he had only just thought of to call the gecko, walked across his face. Rorschach smiled and squinted as he did. Stevie walked over to his chest and stood there staring at him, his head slightly tilted. Rorschach slowly put his hand out and started stroking Stevie's head with one finger. Stevie seemed to like it. He stuck out his tongue and licked his own eyeball. Rorschach took this as a sign of happiness and chuckled to himself.