*Looks around, unamused and with puckered lips*

"WELPS!

Guess everyones just moves on…

Guess everyones just busys…

Guess everyones just FORGETS that I’s here and is BEAUTIFULS!"

She places her hand on her hip as her knee gives way to a slight bounce of disgruntledness - as if that’s a word.

"The Winterfins march across the Tundra’s next weeks. Unless everyones TOO BUSYS with STUFFS to even makes sures theys is safes on theys journeys.

JUS SAYINS!"

Walks off.

gets the butter