Nearby programs, their attention drawn to the commotion, bled away, leaving a wide space around him and an open path to Rinzler. Sam slowly resumed, groaning inwardly as he became even more of a spectacle.
Hide in plain sight, Castor said. You’ll be invisible.
When I get out of here, I’m going to export Castor into a Tamagotchi.
HA
This reminds me how much I loved that story ❤️
… I imagine he’d handle it better than Sark would handle being trapped “in a pocket calculator.”
Sark would have no outlet for his rage besides maybe saying “hell” upside down (7734). Zuse the Tamagotchi could still be an attention-demanding drama queen.