most unwise.You have cought him redhanded, a child with his hand in the cookie jar. While you earlier scrolled unaware of his crimes you know have perceived him just like he has you. Galatea however, the fair maiden, lays in the flowers knowing nothing of the presence of her perceivers,she's at the mercy of you both you could do anything to her she's too deep in slumber to be stirred awake by your presence. But one must question was it really her pholyphemus was observing?or was it you? For before you saw this weren't you blissfully asleep,scrolling, unaware of you observer,until now
