a better sort of ant

It was Copper who noticed first. She came in, tail wagging, and hopped up onto the bed to curl up next to one of her People. Adam followed a second later, expression shifting from confused to relieved. The logical part of him understood that it was particularly unlikely for anyone to be in his room that wasn't meant to be but given the events of the last few weeks, Adam felt so much less sure.

"Hey," he said, voice low and quiet.