*keeps bouncing*
No matter how hard I bounce I can never land on my own head! This is nothing but pain, I tell you! This is a metaphor for how we go around in circles. Ooooh I should write a novel. I will call it "The Story of Spoink".
It will be a tragedy.
I miss when the compass still worked. It was like a friend that talked to Spoink, although instead of words it had numbers and spun around in circles. Ohhh, also like the path. If the compass wasn't broken maybe it could help us find directions. But it is broken. And it looks hard to fix
I don't know how hopeful I am that this will work (Spoinks are known more for their bouncing abilities than their mechanical ones), but
@Keeper of Night I would like to try to fix the compass. I can use my... psychic powers for the job.
I just want to use it to find cupcakes.