I guess that'd make sense...like an armadillo or something! Meatloaf, are you just a big armadillo?

_{[The sky shifts from purple to dark blue and Maurice's grin falls away. He sinks back down in his spot, shoulders hunching. It's so weird being out at night as a human again. He can hardly make out the shapes of the trees now.]}

First thing tomorrow...I'm gonna try and catch something that makes light. And hope this phone thing's batteries don't die on me.