The small girl hurries into the room, easily flowing past the crowd and managing to only bump against a couple of them, completely ignoring the gathering she makes her way over to the cupboard in the corner where she kneels down and stares at it's feathered occupants.<br/><br/>her hands on her thighs she leans forwards, head inside the cupboard, to look at them<br/><br/>they seemed ok, and they were in here when the alarms rang, but if something happened and the Master Monk was worried about the ducks, then maybe something was wrong with them...