Ib remained silent as the others in the room began asking the generic questions: where were they, how did they get there, etc. The small girl was still standing away from them, not completely trusting them though she was starting to relax slightly. She was usually more friendly towards people but after Mary..well, until she knew for sure they were [i]real[/i], then she would relax. She was eyeing the jaguar slightly, completely bewildered as to what he was. As far as she knew, animals didn't talk. At least...Not in the real world they didn't and she was very doubtful that this was the real world. 

The girl sighed and slowly slid to the floor, blinking her eyes tiredly. She hadn't slept since she had fainted in that terrible room with her parents painting in it. After that they meet Mary and when they weren't running for their lives, solving those ridiculous puzzles, or, in her and Gary's case, trying to escape Mary, Ib had not had a lot of rest since she had been sucked into that nightmare world. The child rubbed her eyes sleepily, trying to keep her gaze on the others in case they tried something.