[The concerned little Sentrets unfortunately don't get an answer from Heather-- on the other hand, Carousel does lift her head clear of the patting in order to whicker inquiringly at them, ears standing forward. She wants to hear ALL about it, and the human doesn't look to be in any condition to report.]
[Heather, meanwhile, makes her way back down the tree and over to Henry.]
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[Heather, meanwhile, makes her way back down the tree and over to Henry.]
Okay, I got it... is there anything else?
Can you talk?
What happened?