Broken Boulder the sweet far thing

You don't look like an Autumn fellow, Ico mused thoughtfully; but then what fellow did he look like? Summer? Perhaps. But a different kind of Summer, a flip on the lazy warmth and yellow glow you'd expect. But then, Fields is an unexpected sort, Ico contentedly decided, letting forth a soft giggle of amusement as Mrs Fields was voiced with squeaky enthusiasm.

What a family. Someone too tall, someone too smart... what wide, great characters; Ico couldn't really remember anyone like that at Walnut Grove, though they'd all been unique enough. But not as unique as... a boy with one eye. Ico's own eyes widened at the picture, unsure what to say to that, but eager to learn more about the cyclops.

"Somewhere to stay put", he confirmed with a nod, but his mind was still on Fields's story. "And somewhere with, you know... characters. Like the ones you describe. Tall, smart, one-eyed characters."