Jaiden was listing the variety of things she had done today. Her mind was racing of what the recent events had happened (as of day 74). She had finished a dungeon, her hummingbirds calling her Jegg, and sharing a tea with Cucurucho at the end of the day, she had everything she needed but something felt off, Bobby would no longer be with her. He was dead. She would not have the bundle of joy that her son was. She hated that reminder.