Assured that Bunny isn't going to try and take it from her hand, Stacia shifts her grip on the key so that the very end of it is pinched between her thumb and forefinger. Hopefully that demonstrates that she's being thoughtful about holding onto it, rather than mind-whammied.

"When I found it in my room, I stomped on it a couple times, just in case it was something Stuff-made that was going to try and fly up and hit me in the face," she says. "When it didn't move, I picked it up, and I got a...psychic info dump? It wasn't exactly like talking to Alloran, but it was kind of similar. I just knew what it went to and where that thing was. Hasn't done anything else since. Oh!"

She balances the key to the knuckles of her other hand, trying not to get chocolate on it as she digs in her pocket for the note. "This was with it, too. Which, ominous much?"