Cicero sat in the Night Mother's chamber, while he watched the Listener talk to her.

He smiled as he watched, while his right eye twitched.

Oooh, Cicero wished he could talk to darling Mother.

After all, Cicero loves Night Mother most of all.

He longed to hear her sweet voice.

But he can't!

Because he's not the Listener!

The Listener is the Listener!

The only one who listens to Mother's dead corpse is the Listener!

And the Listener is not poor sweet Cicero!

Oooh, how Cicero wished to kill the Listener and tear his ears off.

But no, oh no, Mother would get angry at poor Cicero.

So Cicero will behave himself…

And watch in silent envy at the Listener's listening...