Jenna: *glides into a large bowl-like room, which has a algea-like green goo filling the bottom of the dip. Traveling to the far end of the room, Jenna soon sets her feet down on the solid ground near the top of the bowl. Then she glances down at the primordal soup, admiring it for a moment. Soon afterwards, she begins to hum, seemingly to herself. Also, there seems to be little to no melody to her humming*
