Daine is in the Garden of Curiosities, a big grin on her face. It's hard to feel unhappy when you're surrounded by friends, after all - even if some (okay, most) of them are creatures she's never met before. She's currently standing ankle-deep in one of the streams, her pant legs rolled up to just below her knees, and attempting to converse with a creature that looks something like an otter, but with more tentacles. Its accent is entirely unfamiliar, making it difficult to understand, but it certainly seems friendly enough.