[She has a
small monster tucked under her arm, the monster looking rather fat, blood splattered, and proud of herself. The wagging tail, buzzing wings, and happy puppy smile certainly appear to radiate pride.]
If anyone is missing their little . . . whatever those things we got this week are, I think Komaki decided they're good hunting. Mine is gone, anyway. There's no way to tell how many she's eaten, she ate dozens of the fuzz balls during that experiment. I'll keep Komaki supervised, but I recommend keeping a close eye on any of the little things you want to keep. Komaki isn't the only predator in this place.
[Private to Milla]
How's your case load?