"Of course not. You wouldn't know anything about that," they say, clearly humoring him. How one can tell a giant ooze thing is amused is hard to say, but they clearly are.

"Well, the other night we read The Little Prince, and we've done a lot of other classics."

Sleeper seems perfectly fine with letting Robin be at his back, but then, they don't have to rely on ordinary senses. Once they hit the reading room, they turn on some of the softer lights and pick a nice recliner to curl up with the kid, their form melting into something more feline, but still large enough to surround Dylan like a blanket, the fistfuls of substance not budging in his hands. They're still more panther-sized than housecat, but not so toothy as they might be.