Zakiyah grinned as she took her quill back, feeling complete again for the first time in what felt like years, even though it had been a mere half a day. "I suppose," she said, feighing reluctance at Bubbles' request for new garb, then sketched busily away until a nearly identical set of red leather garb tumbled out from the book. She does the same for herself, though she doodles a large basin of warm water to rinse off the swamp muck from her skin first. She tosses a towel to Bubbles as well. They were in the middle of their inelegant sponge bath when Kimmy was pushed in, looking cheerful as ever. "You're alive!" Zakiyah exclaimed with relief. "WHERE did you get that ring?" she added curiously, for it looked strangely familiar. "I thought it might have teleported you off somewhere where we'd never find you again!"
