She nods in understanding and lays her head down, simply watching. Though she pretty clearly can't speak English, she's become easier to understand. She wants food, probably. That seems to be their end of the 'deal' she charade-ed her way into gaining.

(that a yes?)

a scientist walked over with a bit of her food. *mores on the way.*

She eagerly eats it. She lightly headbutts the scientist that fed her, much like how a cat might, before laying back down.

(It's a maybe)

(ill take it)

he smiled and left to get more food.

Chrissy groaned, getting her attention.

Centa brushes one antennae against Chrissy. Not to send any messages this time- simply to smell her.

she has no scent of magic. and considering shes part sprite, thats very worrying.

That piques her curious. She taps Chrissy with the antennae, requesting an explanation.

the scientists shrug. they never got a sprite so they dont know whats wrong with her.

Chrissy whimpered, a tear rolling down her face.

Centa doesn't probe further. Instead she stretches and un-squeezes herself back out of the lab, resuming her position wrapped around the outside.

a scientist came out and gave her a lot more food, smiling.

(what does she eat?)