"Ten." It dawns on him that the name and the number of eyes must be connected to the fact that, wild guess, this is the Tenth Monster. Was its last name "Monster" too? Honestly, the ability to produce comic sans and cursive on an etch-a-sketch is impressive enough, plus the little buddy's a philanthropist? As odd as the situation is, Garrot's knowledge of the entire Wizard Season process comes to the forefront of his mind, and he's just. Squinting.

"So can all of you just cut in line and show up early? Are there monsters fixing the trains at the other towns?" A hand moves to his chin, and he starts stroking his beard in an effort to seem contemplative. "Or are you just special?"