"How do you know?" Hamsi fires back, sort of automatic. Honestly, she might keep a brain in her butt. Who knows? Not even she does!

But that's not really important - her favorite baby capybara is getting exasperated. Is he not having a great time? She's having a great time. Oh, well. She dutifully scoots along beside him, quiet just long enough for her to think of something to say that she thinks is very helpful. "That sounds scientific, so it'll probably work."