Jenny: "That might be why...if you miss your mom and your home, it's natural for you to cry. For Molly, too." She scratches the ewe under her chin, smiling softly. "I'm sure you're mom misses you, too. But she knows that this is good for you, so be strong for her."

Martin smiled widely. "I can do that! Molly can to!" He said happily hugging the sheep the hugging Jenny. "Thank you!"

River smiled. "What are pigeons?" she said with a blush. They didn't have any where she lived. She gently stroked Ren's feathers as she listened. "What's your family like?" she said with a smile. A bit hesitant about asking that. She slowly picked Ren up so she could look at him better. Her finger gently rubbed under his beak where the feathers started. Birds seemed to like that.

Jenny: She blushes when Martin hugs her, having never been hugged before, but wraps her arms around him and smiles. "You're welcome, Martin. I'm glad I could help!"

"Pigeons are like rats only with wings and a birds body, I'll have to see if I can find on to show you." Alastair smiled. "My family? Well I'm an only child, so that was a plus. We lived a small happy life on the farm, and now ma and pa live their on their own."

Molly jumped down and simply put her head on the girls leg. "Molly says thank you too!" Martin laughed. "She likes you."

(This means she's thinking!)

Jenny: Laughing, she pets the sheep's head with one free hand. "I like you too, Molly!" I didn't think that I'd make any friends... She smiles, enjoying the moment.

River smiled. She laughed a bit at his explanation. Those had to be some weird birds. She frowned a little when he talked about his parents. She shook her head a little. Her cheeks flushed a little. "Sorry. I've been asking too many questions. Is there anything you wanted to know?" she asked softly. Her cheeks flushed again at a thought. Was he her friend?

"I can't wait to tell mum about this! She was afraid I won't make any friends on my first day." Martin smiled. Molly baaed at the girl and jumped around in a happy sheep way.

"It quiet alright! I like answering questions." Alastair smiled. Ren flapped his wings though he didn't get far. "Ren wants to ask you if you like his feathers. He's a bit of a vain bird if you ask me, but if I was handsome then I guess I would be vain all the same."