Skrully McSkrull - A Serious Lack of Suspicious Activity Presto wandered, trying to figure out what was bothering him. He had been bugged of late by the oddest feeling of displacement, of unsureness. His whole sense of self was a little bent, and it had led to him being irritable. He was sure he had been short with Mallory, even if he had not meant to be.
He grumbled under his breath as he wandered, headed toward the pond... lake... thing. He liked sitting there, watching it just ripple. It was nice, peaceful, and a change from his room, or the endless halls of the Residence.
He nodded to a staff member as he passed her on the way through one hall. She smiled and bowed and wished him a good day, which made him grin, even as he shook his head. How very odd that things had changed so much, shifted so much. With the original manager seemingly gone, now there was always a feel of bustling change around.
He blinked as he stepped outside.
Could that be what was bothering him? Change? Had he already managed to become so hidebound in the oddness of Here that change was bugging him? With that bothersome idea in his head, he wandered.