Maybe the way he always fights with himself isn't a small thing at all. He's her friend, and Daine defends her friends - even from themselves. And she might have the energy for a less toothsome shape if someone had been a little bit more forthcoming about how much trouble he was in straight away.

She doesn't miss the way they catch themselves when they start to argue a bit too much, though her only outward indication of any annoyance is the occasional flick of an ear. It's not exactly ideal, them only containing themselves because they're worried she'll fuss, but it's better than no change at all.

And whoops, there they go, merging right in front of her. She blinks, then gets to her feet. She stretches, toes splayed, and then gives herself a little shake before ambling over to Andrew and canting her head at him.