Jennifer has just enough time to wonder if she's still dreaming - or if perhaps Aglet was - before she hears a faint rustle from his shelf, followed by the distinct scrape of teeth through papier-mâché. The Beast pads over to the front of the shelf and briefly rears onto its hind legs, tail wagging. "Quark!"

"Okay, hang on…" Jennifer slides out of bed and grabs the nearest blunt object to hand, a flashlight she keeps near her pillow. Whatever's up there, she'd like to think it isn't that dangerous. Otherwise, it would have gone for Aglet and not his wall, and the Quarkbeast would seem more upset about having it here. Clicking on the flashlight, Jennifer shines it at Aglet's shelf. For a moment, she frowns at the mass of white fluff, and then she blinks in surprise as a distinctly rabbity nose pokes itself out so it can take another little chunk out of the wall. Well. That explains why the Beast is so interested.

"I think it's a rabbit," Jennifer says, stepping a bit closer to the shelf. "It's sort of hard to tell with all that fur, though."