[ Carpe diem! You only live once! Midnight's had too many brushes with death to value his own neck anymore. (Also, he read on the network that dying does nothing? A little unsettling, but he can work with that.)

Poor Grandpa. Midnight will be very careful, if only to prevent his new friend from breaking a hip. ]

Sounds like a lovely individual. I do love a good host.

[ Another test pull. The thing does seem like it's drilled pretty securely up there... He might need a screwdriver if the thing is too secure. (Oh, he'll probably need the spotlight to make it do the dancy light thing, too... Many considerations to make, here.) ]

Do you think we might ever see a host? If they have the wherewithal to handcuff us, I would like to think that there's someone to meet, if you understand me.