VOICE❧

[redelivered]

[ Sometime in the middle of the night, there will be a strange sort of chattering from the journals. It's definitely not human in any way, but doesn't sound like any kind of native rodent found in this world. It lasts for a few seconds too long in-between sniffing and what could be deciphered as claws scratching at a furry face before another voice can be heard in the background. ]

Grace? [ Yaaaaaawn. For those who have spoken with Amy before, it's easy to tell it's her even while she's half-asleep. ] What are you doing? That's not a toilet or food.

[ Another yawn, this time stifled by something covering her mouth. ] Hello? Is anyone awake?

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[maskedtyrant]

Don't worry, I was already awake. Grace had nothing to do with it.

[...and is too cute for Codi to be mad at even if she did.]

Do you want some tea or something while you're up? I was about to make myself some anyways.

[redelivered]

Well if you're going to, I wouldn't want you to waste the extra. [ So that's a yes! ]

I'll head on over if that's all right?

[voice/action]

[maskedtyrant]

Yeah, sure thing! I'm in the kitchen.

[As she is, wrapped in a blanket and gently sipping from a cup of steaming herbal blend. There is a metal pan of water next to her, but it is open to the air and already cold.]

[redelivered]

[ She's familiar enough with the kitchen, having been down there often with a couple of the others on the ship. Making her way there is easy enough, though she's not really dressed to be wandering around. Someone should tell her it's not acceptable to be showing off her belly 24/7! ]

Hey, sorry if I was slow. [ Amy took every bit of caution she could to not accidentally knock into something to wake the others. ] Is that the tea?

[ Don't mind her getting in close without a care in the world for personal boundaries. ]

[maskedtyrant]

[Codi does not mind! Being in people's bubbles is something she's used to doing herself, and if she wasn't trying to store charge so that she could heat up the kettle again, she might even be tempted to give Amy a prod or something.]

[Instead she waves, takes a gulp of her bitter tea and places it on the counter.] --Nah, you weren't slow, I've just had this out for a while. Get some leaves bundled--

[The ginger points down the counter to the tin of fancy dried tea leaves she purchased in Port Chance. She could have done this herself, but then she wouldn't have a way to distract Amy while she heated the water.]

--grab a cup and I'll get this ready again. [She grabs the kettle and turns her back.] Two seconds.