"It would be, yes," Timea agreed as Hillary lowered herself into the hole. Timea let Hillary drop herself into the hole in her own way, not rushing Hillary. "But then again, with meeting things from different worlds, finding strange things is to be expected. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if there was something out there that could taste itself all the time", she added, briefly looking up at the sky.
When Hillary finished lowering herself, Timea turned around, spread her legs, and began shovelling sand back into the hole with her front paws, from time to time stopping to see how much it had filled up. "This is still small, for me. Normally, I'm much, much bigger."
As she said, Timea would stop filling the hole up once Hillary was buried up to her ankles, which would happen quite quickly.
"Well, she is younger then you are", Timea said to Sibylla after looking if the sand around Hillary's ankles would have any effect. It then dawned on her she wasn't quite sure how old Sibylla would be. Letting out a "hmm", Timea looked Sibylla over more carefully, noting her body shape, facial features, and pitch of her voice, using these as indicators.