[Pff, even if it was inappropriate, Dhurke laughs when Trucy pushes the scarecrow down. It flops helplessly like a fish out of water.]

My hero. Let's call it even now, but we probably shouldn't leave it like this. It was probably just doing it's job watching the fields.

[He stabs the pitchfork into the ground and helps get the scarecrow back up, where it stood there, doing nothing. W-What just happened?] And just who is Mr. Hat?