Droozun: *wanders outside, then stands on the path, waiting for it to rain. After a few minutes he contacts Desiree again* *”This isn’t working.”*
Mahret: *puts her head down submissively when she feels weight on it, curling her fel-stalk against her body to protect it. When Lezprah licks the top of her head, she makes a pitiful puppy-like squeak* *”Don’t eat me.”*