She paused in her walk to the bar, glancing over at where the ... hmmm... dragon? He looked like a small dragon turtle. Yes, she'd go with that for the moment. Maybe best not to mention 'small.' She glanced at what he was indicating and leaned against the booth opposite him to look at it.

"I don't really have anything," she rumbled out. "So there'd be nothing like that, but no. I haven't seen anything small show up. Just my bridge. And it's my bridge, or at least my memory of the bridge. No weird fusions. But little things? Not yet."