Room 238, early Wednesday afternoon

Aeryn doesn't really need to check up on the sea monkeys. She was just over yesterday, though she hadn't really been too concerned with them, to be honest. Bad pet owner. Really, she's just taking advantage of the opportunity to use her key, since she feels comfortable enough to use it again.

She watches them swimming around in their tank for a little while. They've gotten really active, and grown a lot. More than a lot, really. Aeryn doesn't know a ton about sea primates, but she's pretty sure that's not normal. Then she notices the food floating at the top of the water, when she just fed them a couple of days ago. And the little food canister is a little light.

"He tries," Aeryn assures them, and then realizes she's talking to sea monkeys.


((Because they're apparently getting fed every day, oh noes!))