Talk:Dormouse/@comment-27346571-20170219153428/@comment-30700719-20170220153640

"Well. How did you get here across fifty-so kilometres of ocean without a drop on you?" I ask the Dormouse, not expecting an answer as I carry her to the dormitory. "Oh, it was easy, the llamas carried me...." she says. I get startled, but regain my composure. "Well, then. The llamas must be nice people then, aren't they?" I say, playing along.