I'm stuck here. help

*Riley scrambles uncoordinatedly into Kipley's room, chirping at him in greeting as he stops by the window, carefully keeping his back facing away from Kipley. Ominously, he seems to be holding something behind his back*

Ah, Kipley— *Fionán leans in the doorway, the sparkle in his eyes spelling mischief* You'll never guess what I found.

*he leads him down several different halls, to a hole in one of the walls just big enough to squeeze through, and pats the wall with a huge smile*

C'mon then... *He slips inside easily, waiting for Kipley to follow before pulling open the blinds on the window so the light shines into the room, illuminating the clutter. It seems almost to be a museum, though it's certainly in a terrible state of disrepair*

Ah, Kipley— *Fionán leans in the doorway, the sparkle in his eyes spelling mischief* You'll never guess what I found.

*he leads him down several different halls, to a hole in one of the walls just big enough to squeeze through, and pats the wall with a huge smile*

hey guys- *scurrying footsteps* THAT! THAT! WHAT WAS THAT

…squirrels..???

{she plucks the squirrel off of the drawing pad, then whispering something to it.}

oh....

…I.. I think so..?

........huh

*kipley is standing on his bed*

*he flinches and pulls back, looking at Kipley warily*

sir?? you've never called me that before

*he sighs and hops down off the bed and walks over, careful to avoid the squirrels*

*he takes a step back when Kipley approaches, back to the wall where he can easily slip out the door*

*he shakes his head very quickly, but his body language reads very differently*

We’re friends, we’re on a first name basis, theres no need

*he shakes his head, seeming stressed*

*he wanders over and crouches down*

*he takes another short step backwards, shaking his head, then nodding*

If mamma isn’t here

*he shakes his head frantically, a flicker of pure fear crossing his face. Whoever his mother is, he's terrified of her, even though there's no chance of her ever finding out*

…squirrels..???

{she plucks the squirrel off of the drawing pad, then whispering something to it.}

oh....

…I.. I think so..?

........huh