Ianna stares at Aeryn for a long moment -- and then shrieks a laugh, flailing her hands at Aeryn's fingers. Plourr grins from ear to ear. "She likes you, Auntie. She's breaking her charming habit of screaming bloody murder when anyone but Rial or I touches her."

Still beaming, Ianna babbles at Aeryn.

"Watch out," Plourr says to Aeryn. "Once you get her started, she'll talk your ear off."