Silvia blinked at him. "It's... Uh.. I'm not sure how to explain it?"
Micah thought for a moment before he spoke. "It's rumors about people. Like... If Silvia wanted to start a rumor that, say... Janet was allergic to bees-"
"I am," Janet giggled.
"That's nice, sweetheart. If Silvia wanted to start that rumor, it'd be gossip," Micah finished, patting Janet's shoulder.

"Oh! Ok. Yeah, I understand now." Ray felt like a complete fool. He shifts his weight from one foot to another. "Sorry." He mumbles.

Micah shook his head. "Don't apologize. It's okay." He lightly nudged Ray. "Come on, we should go get breakfast."

"Breakfast. That sounds good. I'll race you!" Ray says as he goes to beat everyone in a foot race to the pavilion.

Micah laughed and ran towards the pavilion. Silvia grabbed Janet's hand and took off running.

Ray held first place for quite a while mostly because he had gotten a head start.

Micah ran faster, trying to catch up to Ray. Silvia was mostly just making sure Janet didn't faceplant.
"How are you so fast?" Micah asked breathlessly as he caught up to Ray.

"Um... It's what happens when you're running away from a pack of blood thirsty hamsters and your wings are broken?" Ray suggests, putting on a burst of speed to keep in first. He slows down when he gets to the pavilion, feeling quite energetic. Sometimes it took doing something active for him to feel active and ready to take on the next physical challenge.

Micah caught up with Ray at the pavilion, doubling over and panting. "Bloodthirsty... hampsters?" He looked up at Ray, tilting his head.

Ray nods, putting his hands on his hips as he regains his breath. "Yup." Then he paused and shakes his head, "No. You know the animal. Hamster. They track you down. Of course, they give up eventually otherwise I'd be dead by now."