Melbourne was practically fuming as she wandered around the boat looking for a quiet place to talk with Tenacius. She had questions that needed to be answered – very important diiiiiire questions. WHY did she feel like her tongue was made out of lead and not flesh and blood and muscle? ”I don’t like this” she told her Pygmypuff friend that she had snuck onto the boat with her and that was using her shoulder like a flying carpet.

”I don’t even know if he’ll come and talk with me Watson…we’ll have to see” she sighed and leaned her hand against the wall closest to the main door to the engine room. Where was he?

Was he going to join her? Was she going to get the answers she wanted? ”I really want to know…you know that” she told the Puff as it chirped on her shoulder likely trying to warn her of the pressing danger of a ghoul that would likely not mind eating the fuzzy pink creature. ”…do you think that’s the reasons he h-hates me?” she questioned her voice cracking as she spoke to no one in particular… ”if that’s the case maybe I’ll never kiss him again…ever…because you know I have options” she sighed her eyes lazily captured by the dull sparkle of her shoes. ”…I mean, I obviously have options I came here with Kirk…and…and then there’s Carl and all gosh their faces are so distracting but so is Layla’s…her face is really distracting but like you get it right Watts? I want to sketch it” she nodded to herself and sighed. Why was she just talking?