*winces* Uh. Grandpa and I kind of...brought her in. *doesn't bother working up the energy trying to explain what might've happened if he hadn't helped* I put her in a cab, told her to do nothing until she heard from us, and— *shrugs* 's all there is. *shoots Mír an apologetic glance* She's a little nuts, I think. Maybe it's the genes?