[That is unbelievably cute, and Anemone can't help but let out a soft giggle, before reaching out and taking it and holding it to her chest. It's very small, but it reminds her of her childhood toys. A year ago, she couldn't have imagined that she'd miss her toys this much.]

You're adorable.

[She tells him fondly, this time without embarrassment, because it's the truth. Making a "come in" gesture, she floats through the room over to her bed, where she perches and waits for him to catch up. Her pile of blankets and pillows is surprisingly huge and they fill the room with the faint smell of ocean.]

I really messed up.

[She sighs, staring out the window, still holding the stuffed dragon.]

What's worse, not a single one of them were really upset about it. That's kind of scary y'know? Them being so strong that they're barely bothered by an explosion.