I Need To Know If I Am Bulletproof [Gloom]

Gloom was downright miserable. She was a nervous wreck at the best of times and right now she was absolutely beside herself. She missed the sun, she missed the stars not doing that. She missed it when the mushrooms and every single hard surface in sight didn't glow! Most of all she missed it when the voices weren't around. Gloom skittered around the packlands trying to find a damn moment of peace. It was driving her up the wall and worse she couldn't help but feel like she was losing her mind. Somewhere, deep within her the desire to figure this out was overriding her deep fear of others.

Finally, Gloom could not take it anymore and she left that morning... Or was it night? Time was impossible for her to keep straight anymore and was determined to make sure she wasn't completely going insane. Not that she was trotting out of her den head held high or anything but she was zooming along, pressed closed to the ground in search of anyone who could confirm she wasn't just hearing things. Preferably a sibling but it seemed that her luck was not good. Instead, she saw a woman she didn't know... And Gloom stopped, just... Watching. Suddenly her brain seemed to stall.

"Speech"