Sage blinked a moment, processing that bit of information in its entirety. Then her face lit up and she beamed, a smile that seemed to go from her face and all the way down to her toes. She gave a happy little squeal, waving her hands in wild enthusiasm.<span style="color: #FF0000">"Whats her name, whats her name?"</span>She asked and asked.<br/><br/>Then their was an odd sound coming out of the front of the store. Head tilted a little as she tried to make sense of it. Hearing wasn't as sharp as her mother, or Daikon. She padded behind her mommy, possibly grabbing her hand if she could for comfort.<br/><br/>===<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">"Noticed that, did you?"</span>Tarrok raised an eyebrow. Things like this never ceased to impress or surprise him. Daikon was sharper than both them combined. Be a real terror once he was taught about facial tics, cues and so on.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">"She has for awhile now, just started a month ago. Could be a few things that pop to mind. Like she was only certain of something until recently." </span>Tarrok chewed that one over. Eliminating a few possibilities as they were raised. Refining the probability model. Maybe she was...