Every time Rex opens his mouth, things get worse. She couldn't have anticipated things going quite this poorly, and she grimaces a bit.

Even Indrik seems to agree with her. That's unfortunate.

"No, not like that," she says as she tries to think up a better way to explain it. How do you explain baby talk to someone like Rex? He's so severe and odd that... Hm.

"Have you ever felt that something was just...so good and so cute and you didn't know how to do anything but fawn over it?"