"Couch, Computer, ja, ja, ja," Harrowheart complains. He goes on to grunt out some kind of "Burda-bilde-barde-bjørn," or whatever it is he speaks in that bullshit language of his. Now he's getting frustrated. Caspar is just saying things and it amounts to nothing. He has to turn away from the two of them so that he can rub his temples and get himself out of an angry mindset.

When he turns around again he sees that Caspar has written something else for him. He sighs and nods and takes the notebook so that he can read it. "Me... Other car... issa tractor."

He's just... Falling for it. He doesn't even know! ADIA, STOP THIS CARNAGE!