"Wow that's a terrible reason to fight someone."

"That's what I said, but then that big kid started flinging lightning."

"Okay, protecting other people is a good reason to fight someone, but if she started the fight then she shouldn't have."

"I just made them cold..."

"Why?"

"Because they were jerks."

"So why didn't you just go away?"

"We were there first!"

"You could've asked them to stop, or talked to them, or done a lot of things that don't involve fighting!"

"Important thing is we won."

He furrows his brows. "No, that's not the important thing, you shouldn't be solving your problems with violence."

"They were picking on us! And they were big!"

"You're basically impossible to hurt and you could have stopped it from becoming a fight."

"Well, me and Evan are easier to hurt."

"And they could've protected you and it's okay to fight if someone else is trying to hurt you, it's starting the fight that's not okay."

"That's what I said! Still kind of fun, though."

Evan and Moira appear to have fallen asleep at the table.

"...why do you all fall asleep so much?"

Maurice yawns. "Higher metabolism."

"How much do you sleep every day?"

"Maybe a couple more hours than a normal kid, depends on what we're doing."

"And you just... fall asleep wherever?"

"If we feel safe, I suppose."

"That sounds annoying."

Annnnd he's asleep. So are Stan and Martin, actually.