"It's not quite the kind of exciting you'd expect," Naiya looked away with a smile. "It's a lot of untangling of events, people, relationships, reasons. Makes it hard for you to try and make your own tangles, seems so...hard."
Naiya wanted tangles in her life, gentle ones that held her, didn't suffocate. She saw too much of it in people's pasts.
"What kind of dog is Albus," Naiya asked with a smile.