Diana's first impression of the girl her mother had brought home with her was that she was young. Avery had a sort of aura around her that spoke for her age more than her physical appearance. Her second impression of the girl was that she was loud.

Telling her daughter to wait outside the door so as not to crowd their guest, she slowly made her way over to the chair beside the bed and sat down. Diana had a lot of experience with panic attacks herself, and even if she didn't the emotions she was picking up on clued her in to the best actions to take.

Opening a drawer and pulling out a blanket, she gently wrapped it around Avery's shoulders and sat with her as she tried to calm herself down. From the sound of Avery's presence, as well as her sobbing, Diana could tell that the girl wasn't able to focus on words and that trying to help her verbally would have the opposite effect intended.

It was a gift Diana had, that she could sense emotions in other people and sometimes even tell where they were on the island. None of her sisters had the gift, and though accepting they didn't quite understand, so she preferred to keep it to herself. Lord knows the family needed any more drama, her mother alone was more dramatic than any regular family she had ever met.

Sensing that it was okay to hug the girl, she brought Avery into her arms and rocked her slowly. This made her start crying again but both of them knew it was best to get it out before trying to face Avery's issues. Handing her a water bottle Diana had in one of her many pockets, Diana wondered just where the hell this girl had came from.

Josie was downright gleeful at all the attention she was receiving. She felt for the poor girl of course, and was redirecting the attention of her family to herself to spare Avery the discomfort. Naturally, she took advantage of the situation and basked in the spot-light.

"Does she really have no eyebrows Nana? I didn't get to see her 'cause everyone was in front of my wheelie-chair."

The voice of her youngest grandchild brought a smile to Josie's face.

"She didn't have any that I could see dear."

Sitting back in her rocking chair, Josie's mind wandered. The girl she had brought to her family home was a mystery. She didn't show any recognition at the name 'Cozia', and Josie would let that go as the girl being unaware of geography- if not for the fact that she didn't show any recognition at 'East Blue' either. Mama Josie would admit to herself that she was worried.

"Nana you're doin' the thing again!" Huffing, her granddaughter Agua puffed up with agitation.

"Hmm? Oh, so I am." Josie drew her attention back to the present, and took in the scene of her living-room.

Her children and their children were sitting around her on various mismatching chairs and sofas. An untold amount of kids perched on armrests or sat in their parent's laps.

Agua was flicking her tail in a tell of annoyance and her fins had flared up at noticing her grandmother's further distraction. Josie couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"Agh Nana! Stop laughin' at me!" Agua pouted.

Always quick to anger she was, just like her mother. Josie smiled indulgently at her, and found herself lost in thought again. It was a bit of a bad habit of hers lately, with all the strange things that seemed to attach themselves to her family.

Mama Josie supposed that given her history, it was only natural she was seemingly cursed to run into the most interesting objects and people on the island. Heaven knows half of her own children had resulted from said people.

Sighing wistfully, she remembered Agua's grandfather like it was yesterday. A handsome young fishman had gotten caught in her net, and cutting him free had started the friendship that would soon turn into a torrid romance that her parents hadn't approved of.

Of course, since Josie had already had multiple boyfriends previous, each stranger than the last, her parents had given up by the time Agua's mother was born. They were just lucky she hadn't set her sights on a giant! Josie wasn't entirely sure how such pregnancies would work with a human mother, but she would have found a way to make it work. Daydreaming so deeply, she didn't hear the conversation held between two of her eldest.

"She's completely gone isn't she."

"Da, looks that way."

"Want to go check on the girl?"

"Da, sounds great."

They didn't bother to get up from their seats.