Ty rose from his chair. "What is he doing out there?!"
He stared at the screen, then back at Goey. "So this is what you meant by him making a move. How did he manage to appear on TV?"
The old man's face looked too comfortable up there, and that bothered Ty more than the broadcast itself.
Goey, with a nonchalant shrug, was about to reply when the fairy emerged from his pocket, her curiosity piqued. "What are we shouting about?" Her gaze shifted to the TV, where she spotted the old man on the screen.
"H-How did he get in that box?" she exclaimed, her voice a blend of wonder and confusion.
Goey, slightly bemused, questioned, "Is she serious?"
Ty nodded, understanding the fairy's bewilderment. "Yeah, don't blame her too much, though. She's just never really been exposed to this, I guess."
The fairy, undeterred by their conversation, approached the TV, her astonishment growing. "There are more people in the TV, Ty!" she cried out, her voice filled with shock.
