I cross my arms as I walk into the room. May had run off to play a little while ago, and while I'm certain this place is safe and she's in no danger...
It has been a little bit since I've heard anything out of her.
It's worth going to check on her, just to make sure everything really is okay.
Ultimately, I spot her in a little study not far from the dining room.
May sits in the middle of the floor, playing with her Taffy toy and the toy she'd named 'Diane' after me. Her gestures and sounds make it look like she's having them fly through an imaginary sky.
She looks perfectly healthy, and very invested in her game.
I wander closer and lean in a little, curious as to what exactly she's doing with her toys.
"And what are we doing? Making Diane and Taffy fly?" I hum, offering her a small smile by way of greeting.
