[ Don't judge it, Arthur, they're all creations of good old mother Nature. ]

Oh. [ Well. That's good, Ed thinks, because he rather likes having Artie about. Ed's not good at being alone, and both the ocean and the lighthouse can be lonely. Ships passing by, ships avoiding you, you know? Since you're not supposed to sail to a lighthouse. You don't dock here or anything. It's a sign to stay away.

But yeah. He gets being bored. Ed tucks his inky platypus away and makes a mental note to obtain Arthur a real one in the future. ]

You just gotta find what tickles your fancy, man. Something that'll give you that tang back in your life. What'd you always dream of doing?