"How can you be bad at having fun? That's like... Instinct?" Wyatt says, scrunching up his face in thought. "You just think of what seems nice to do, then do that thing." It seems simple enough to him. Of course, there are people like his mom, who always assume everything good will eventually end in disaster. Maybe that's Presley's problem too. "Maybe it's not instinct. Maybe it's more like walking, and most people learn real young, so they don't remember learning. But that means you can learn now!" Wyatt announces cheerfully.