Diego stared at the pictures on the paper, then at Porky Minch, grudgingly impressed. That was the one thing he always thought humans had going for them, their idea of communicating through pictures scratched on the wall. While he was still annoyed at the whole evolution thing, it was also impressive that they'd taken the next step and turned sounds into pictures.

Maybe that was the only reason they'd evolved. They certainly didn't have anything else going for them.

But writing it himself? That was just a little bit too human for Diego. He'd teach himself how to walk because he needed to be able to move by himself, but learning how to write? How to scribble pictures humans made up so he could communicate with humans? Besides which, he'd never be able to wrap a hand around the tiny rock, much less keep it that steady. "No thanks," he answered with a slight smile. "I think I should focus on moving." He paused to look around. "How do you get out of here?"