An excited Icy Creation squeals with delight. Bringing her wing up to her face, she manages an at a professional tone. "Right, log start, dimensional transition experiment day..." A pause as she looks over to a nearby calendar, "Day seven hundred and sixty-two. Give or take ten." Instant doubt, "Give or take twenty, maybe. Day it's-been-a-long-time. But, but! I got a match! The light, it was beeping! BEEPING!" A squeal of excitement, and then a cough of redirection. "Anyway, I figured I should...