Sphere

Huginn: It isn't even a sphere. It has a thin film of scum on it. It wobbles like a half-cooked egg.

Muninn: You only say that when you're depressed.

H: Why is he here at all? Wasn't hanging on a tree for three days and three nights enough?

M: Evidently not. In all the nine worlds, he has always seemed to enjoy walking around here most.

H: Wisdom, he calls it. I've always had an issue with that. It either is proper use of information or it isn't.

M: Ah-ah, not so fast; it is either correct use or it isn't.