[Fine with her. This is the… maybe not the best day of her life, but it has improved substantially.

[Venat’s words do temper the dog-petting glee a bit, though.]

Yeah.... [Aubrey sighs, venturing to run her hand over Argos’s fluffy cheek. He has well-done braids.] I mean, I guess there’s no point hiding it. My friend [a nod back towards that connected house] must’ve gone off to the labyrinth. And I went with another friend, and it…

[The smile drops fully. She keeps petting Argos, though it’s become an absent gesture.]

It almost killed us.