"Ooooooooooh." Maisy says, her face scrunching up in a mixture of sympathy and apprehension. She sat down one the edge of the fountain, patting the Stine beside her with a *clank clank* of her gauntleted hand.

"You, uh, y-y-you're gonna want to sit down." She said. Of god she didn't want to have to explain this...