Ronan searched all over that little room for her wee bit and couldn't find her, which bothered her a great deal, and then she heard sniffles from above. The little monkey clamored out the window and up onto the roof top. There was her little one. Her heart broke in two, she hated it when her daughter cried, and this time she knew it was because of her, though why was still a mystery.

Her little eyes darted left then right? Did she approach or did she leave her be? She decided to approach. Slowly she crept towards her daughter and when she was about a foot away she gave a soft quiet, "oo oo oo..." And waved the galleon she had collected.