That got a little more of a smile from her, even as she relaxed into that embrace. She was still being rather convincingly small, at the moment, her vocabulary aside.

"I'll be all right. I suppose I'm... trying to figure out what's predominant? At least, of what I can -- and ought to -- consider acting on... what should come first. Like... perhaps we could focus our efforts again, and try to reach the farms I keep hearing about? If the people have fared so poorly thus far in the Isle, I'm not certain I want to imagine how the animals have been keeping. ....But I don't know how tired everyone still may be, after the last efforts. I've lived among people, but I'm not like you, and I don't know what-- I've never been a--"

She trailed off, not sure how to say what she meant to say, and sighed, wincing. "I should be doing something. But I feel I'm at loose ends again."