as they made there way to the square, Henry saw a large building, playing the same show from yesterday. "huh... Judd's not here. he must be busy somewhere..." orange sighed, and sat down on the bench. "I wish you could just tell me what you are.. or who you are... are you sure you can't say anything?" henry only squeaked. and gave a tired, irritated look. only being able to squeak, or chirp, or whistle, has been irritating him ever since he woke up like this. he wasn't much of a talker, but even this made him aggravated. "well well well, look what the tide dragged in" Henry looked up, and saw a blue inkling coming towards him and orange. he gave a curious look, but noticed orange wasnt smiling anymore. "what is it now, blue..." "oh nothing... just wondering if you and your pathetic crew of yours won any turf wars lately" orange glared. "3 is busy most of the time, and z and Emma are still getting use to turf war" "figures. no wonder you're so bad at it. you rely on an octoling, and a darn scientist! if only you just joined us instead" orange flinched, and Henry, angered from the conversation, jumped out of his hiding spot, and hissed. blue and his crew screamed, and ran off, leaving him and orange behind. "heh. thanks bud! that really scared him" Henry smiled, and went back in his hiding place.