CND: Hunky Dory
It was gone. That subtle voice in his head that others pass off legitimately as conscious that for him was the best his tail could muster as communication. Of course, the physical features were still there, but it was limb and quiet like that previous constant nagging push for excitement. Dylan didn't ask the others, didn't think it any of his business really, but from the way they were acting it was readily apparent. So, it came to no surprise that it was a big bad villain causing havoc. They always had lofty goals, but the people who got the worst of it were those who could least afford the pain. Now, if only it could be kept in check Millstone wouldn't get the worst of it, hopefully. Without his tail, Dylan couldn't help much more than any street thug.
When Danny collapsed, Dylan knew he could do something here and now though. Clearing out a place and using the booked as a make shift bed complete with padding from a few coats laying about he looked at the others. "Whatever is happening, Danny looks to have it bad. I've never heard of these books or the movie, but right now they make a good enough bed until we can find a cot or something around here.", said Dylan the exhaustion melting away in crisis mode. "We need to get him some water and blankets. Someone find a cot already.", grumpily said Dylan. He had to make due with limited medical supplies before. This time he wasn't in the jungle though.