[Linda is still as content as can be, even now. She's highly content with just her microphone, even if she has little else. What money she has, has since gone only to her companions. Particularly the newest addition. She's like a doting mother-- no. More of a passionate big sister maybe. But she's taking this time in the city to make sure she's stocked up and also-- hang around the marsh like it's no big deal. But it's at the entrance that she thinks of something, turning to the Chatot.]

Omigosh, I need to give you a name!

[...Linda...]

But I don't have the first clue what to call you... Something cute. But... hmmm... this is harder than I thought it would be.