"No, I had a doll house and it was bigger than the Island and I used to put my mortals in there and we had tea parties," Delirium said, frowning, reaching out for Abby. It hurt so much. "But they locked them away and fed them things and they couldn't come to play anymore. They were just...dribbly."

Delirium looked at him nervously. "I don't want to be dribbly."