Noctisardor Bypass Diving too deep for coins.

The useless lump wasn't particularly articulate. Which is to say she said nothing at all. Instead, she merely made sad, pitiful sounds. Well, what's going on with you then? Fiona asked quietly, as not to disturb anybody else. She knew full well she might as well be talking to a squishy, fuzzy, whimpering rock. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary from the outside, at least. If anything was the matter with her, Fiona couldn't tell from here. Maybe, with all the instability in the den, there was something else going on in that tiny little noggin.