“Any skirmishes?” Valkyrie was heard before she was seen, closing the door behind her as she dropped in. She’d been a semi-frequent face, and had only been more present since the Valentines visit and the formation of a fishy utopia. Of course, she’d been pleased to find that a few HAD been growing, but it wasn’t all across the board. Some were bigger, some boasted a better recall, and some seemed content to play the lazy opportunist when they were blessed with food.