Everyone knows someone who is missing that brain to mouth sensor, so things just come out after it’s too late. Pheme is that person. She doesn’t mean to be a gossip queen; she always has the good intentions of keeping secrets and making as many friends as possible, but she is too naïve and child like to be taken seriously.
If Prism, her minion, actually ate food, he would have been long gone and half-starved by now. The little guy has stuck by Pheme’s side through thick and thin, even if there is a lack of feeding there is always an abundance of play for him and Pheme.