"Didn't think she would," Blues replies, watching.

Mikhail's already recovered, and pats the glasss with a chubby hand. "Eevyed!" The word is almost recognizable as mangled Russian - at least, to anyone that speaks Russian. To everyone else, the little boy's actions still make it fairly clear he's trying to say hi.

Ciel doesn't get back up just yet. But she hugs the stress worm and babbles to it and to the girl outside the window.

"Does this happen often?" asks Kalinka.