"Pretty much every single person in the Free City would disagree with you about not getting worked up over it," Billie says, unimpressed by the lack of care, but also aware she's done her best to warn him. She isn't too inclined to take the sample off of him, seeing how she doesn't want to handle the water, even if it is contained.

"I'm sure none of them are geniuses, though." Yes, there is sarcasm involved in saying that. "So what would they know?"

Meanwhile, the tern doesn't bother much with paying attention to the humans. She's hopping down the outcrop, slowly sidling towards Cannon in that shady way seabirds tend to do with food. Luckily for the rabbit, Deirdre isn't doing so because she thinks she can eat a rabbit. She's really just up to being a pest.