Raising her arms, she kept them up at around her shoulder's height, wondering what she should do with them now that Plymouth had taken it upon himself to lay his head on her lap. "Who forgot about you? Oh--Celandine? I doubt it. I think maybe she just--got sidetracked." Daphne suddenly worried. Hopefully, wherever Cela had gone to fetch whatever she needed wasn't below them and...currently being flooded. EEEP!