Look I get that the whole journey into the Unknown was really hard while it was happening and all that, but you can’t tell me that it didn’t gain some level of familiarity for Wirt and Greg. There were absolutely times when the boys looked in the air, or on their shoulders, about to say something to Beatrice only to realize too late she wasn’t there. There were absolutely times when Wirt was squirming in his chair at school staring at his blank test paper thinking to himself “gosh I wish I was playing the bassoon for a bunch of frogs on a riverboat right now.”











