The depressed guy who's been wandering around depressed and talking to animals for a large part of the day stops not far from the roof Ooru was happily relaxing on as she napped away the afternoon on a full belly. She waited for the voice to get a response for several moments... far too long really. After another quiet heartbeat of no answer, she sat up and looked around for the fellow and then for whoever he was talking to.

"Oooooooo..." she oooh'd loudly in an exaggerated tone, as if she had just had an epiphany. And she had.

"You were talking to the cow. I don't think these cows are the kind to talk back. Just the kind that taste good when grilled up properly. Very different," she said, sage-like as she rolled over to rest her chin on her hand where she now propped herself up by an elbow, feet kicking up behind her. "You probably want to find someone else to ask for lessons on explaining things."