-The crow turns into mist, Sandra forming inside, helping Ramona tuck Andy in-
-She looks ragged, like she's been skipping sleep. Or death, for her, I guess-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She sits beside her-
...
-Puts an arm around her-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-The taxi pulls up, looking ordinary enough, black and yellow, just like the bee driving it-
-Said anthro bee gives a happy buzz and a wave to her customer, pointing out her license-
Name: Hannah Bee.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Hannah gave a buzz of affirmation, before checking her rear view mirror and taking off-
-She made idle chit-chat as she did so, but it was mostly just buzzing and head-bobbing-
-For a bee, it was scintillating conversation as to the nature of recreational and medicinal honey varieties, and the need for more hives to decriminalise possession offences-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She gave a sad buzz, a little glum, but focused on the road-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She pulls up, indicating the charge and giving her a happy buzz-
-Holding out a small tester jar of honey for her, her personal blend-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She gives an "oh you" hand gesture, then waves as she drives off-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Oh, just... you saying I didn't have anything on me. Coulda meant... coulda meant like I didn't have any clothes on me.
(looks away, most definitely embarrassed by her juvenile sense of humor)