After a moment, taking encouragement more or almost as much from Savio's concern about the terrible brightness of sunlight than his invitation to sit, Signy settled down onto the bench. "It's... unnerving, sometimes, yes."
By the time Dee had emerged from the kitchen and began to cross the room, another person had entered; a tall (tall, tall to Signy), scruffy man. Signy looked back and forth, slightly surprised by the sudden arrivals, if only because the suddenly-doubled number of people (tall people) in the room had made her nerves start to act up, just the littlest bit. "Wait. A... squirrel?" Her attention settled on the human man after a moment, as she tried to remember the animal that that name was attached to; she was fairly sure Imenry had pointed out at least one of the things during their short trip through the Brecilian Forest. If her memory of it was correct, then, well… her eyes shot to the Culture Hound again. It did look a bit like the creature, save for lacking a tail half the size of its body.