[Ortus considers Billie's words seriously. He is small, but he is not without insight, and Ortus has heard it said that sometimes children perceive truths their elders do not. He does not remember being wise as a child, but he was not wise as an adult, either. So he listens, and he will think on it, but for now:]

He may be very well be 'just dumb'.

[And what a thought that is to entertain about God. What a thing to meet the divine, and find him disappointing. Ortus sighs to himself as he flattens the net on the table and begins to attempt his best execution of Billie's instructions by attaching it to the length of cord - if he wraps it like so, perhaps -]

Or he does not know what he wants...or how to achieve it, if he does. [Ortus drapes the net over the back of the chair, gingerly, and kneels to secure the tripwire on the legs.] Perhaps he and the zucchini are not unlike. Running about in the dark, confused and lost.