Louie blinked in mild surprise, because the emphasis Scrooge had put on how talking could be difficult meant he knew they weren't talking about Mokey. Mokey was a pretty epic book... It wasn't a lie he'd put a lot of effort into, granted, but was he losing his touch?

It didn't matter right now, though. "Uncle Scrooge does the same thing with focusing on work. Not just when he's upset, but when anything is wrong - when he had a cold, he almost worked himself crazy. I think what - Mokey really needs is... Rest, really." He shrugged. "But she's not going to get any until she talks to someone."