The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part Five “Where did you sit last time?” Will whispered. Biggs slunk through the many round tables to one in the corner. Empty bowls and strewn napkins littered its marred surface. A blue Wocky and a green Ogrin sat on one side quietly slurping their soups. “We can’t sit here!” Will hissed.