This was not a question Delirium got very often. She studied her brother, blinking, and then closing one eye and then the other and opening them both again. "...do yOu feEl diE-Ly? shOuldn'T you aSk our oTher siSter?" She plucked more strands of fake grass, and then blew them, watching them float away.

"...iS tHis beCause you wEre aLl saDly?"