[ The space vermin problem is still persisting, much to her annoyance. Root has already adopted several of them and even gave them names. Shaw thinks it's all kind of ridiculous, but as long as they're not in her food or her bed, she won't make a fuss.
The brats at the daycare find them fascinating. Good. Anything to keep them occupied instead of screaming or whatever else it is that toddlers do. She's headed there now for her morning shift, Bear trotting at her heels. The kids are fond of him, too.
She makes her way across the atrium, ignoring the piles of furballs on the grass. Bear veers off to take a sniff at one such pile, nudging his nose into it curiously. ]
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The brats at the daycare find them fascinating. Good. Anything to keep them occupied instead of screaming or whatever else it is that toddlers do. She's headed there now for her morning shift, Bear trotting at her heels. The kids are fond of him, too.
She makes her way across the atrium, ignoring the piles of furballs on the grass. Bear veers off to take a sniff at one such pile, nudging his nose into it curiously. ]