[Her face lights up again, always eager to hear about animals from all over the world. Even if he left all the time, he always came back with the best stories] Really? Rescues--Art! [She would smack him but both hands are busy holding Balam and shifting would move his hand from her waist. So. She settles for a hard glare]

I swear if you were a little less lucky, you'd be dead somewhere with not a word to us and we'd always wonder where you'd gone and stop getting yourself into trouble. Really... And what crazy new things have you added to the piles in your room now? Nothing alive I hope.