"Yes." Danica leads them onward. A rather pretty girl with a flowered dress, bunny slippers, and a pair of velvety rabbit ears is twirling - yes, twirling down the hall, and the Reeve lightly takes her arm as she would spin past. "Bluebell, have you seen the visitors?"
A flighty tone, "Oh, yes, they flew in on butterfly wings and candyfloss chariots, but then the cat swatted them down and will gobble them up. Alas that she's not a raccoon, and they would melt from her fingers?"