[Cecelia stifles a scoff, trading it out for a bemused hum. animals are overly perceptive - perhaps this one doesn't like the layers and layers of veneer she puts on? it wouldn't be the first time.]

My... Thank goodness this is the last he'll ever see of me, then! I hope that sentiment stays solidly with him - [she peers sidelong at this dog-eyed...not-druid...animist?? gads, who knows] Though if I also wind up offending your sensibilities in some way, you're just as free to walk away.

[she promises she'll hold the grudge for just the minimum amount of time.]