"I'm moving here." Moana admitted as she stared at the panel of glass. "I build a boat with a few others and started putting traps out in the ocean. I thought if I could fill the inn here with things then it might give us more places to live."

She also really wanted to live by the ocean.

Her attention refocused on Oliver as if she had pulled herself from her thoughts. "Do you think that's a good thing? To want to try and do? The inn feels very full lately. I worry we might run out of room." Though right now there was a bunny in her room and nothing else. If she had found a second bunny then she might be able to bring them here to have eatable bunny babies.