YOU:

What!? Are you saying you made us?!

WALLFLAP:

Ehh, well, we can't take all the credit. Maybe I'll tell you allll about it some time.

YOU:

Who and what are you, really?

WALLFLAP:

Technically speaking, I'm a small part of what's left of your earliest possible forebearer. Of course, technically speaking...so are you. So are all of us. You've read our literature, however insipid it must have looked to your limited thought-holes.

We simply seek to un-break what has broken.

YOU:

Is there any reason we should trust anything you have to say?

WALLFLAP:

No, not really. It doesn't affect me at all what you think, or want, or do, except the more you meddle, the closer you might push them to Plan B. Nice, fast, efficient Plan B.

YOU:

What are you doing to Fern's son?

WALLFLAP:

...Science.

YOU:

Do you know why we're perceiving things through Eyeslob right now?

WALLFLAP:

I did see that nasty spill of yours a couple layers ago. Seems to me like your current host's core has become more intertwined with that of The Fern.

YOU:

What exactly are slobs, and why did your security system attack Eyeslob when we were last following him??

WALLFLAP:

You could call them...happy accidents. Faint whispers of what once was, conveniently prone to consolidating themselves.

As for the Ottoman...beats me. Something must have confused its understanding of your host.

YOU:

Can you tell us ANYTHING about what we are in all this?

WALLFLAP:

Hmmmmm....well...I think Fern might deserve to hear it first, to be honest. I think she'd be quuuuite interested to know what you are and what you're doing.

YOU:

...And the dolphins?

WALLFLAP:

The....

......The what.

YOU:

Dolphins. Aren't they yours?

WALLFLAP:

D....

......Dolph................

I, uh...I'll be back.

U:

Blap??????