Henn grinned, swinging herself up to sit on the nearest empty counterspace, "The poison ring? She still wears it, sometimes." She draped her arms over Cass' shoulders, leaning around him to see Soren's tattoo, "Lemmie see! And you'll always be a wuss, even with ink" There was a quick raspberry then, just because she really was that mature sometimes, "And it's just eggsalad, that's why I'm here like, way early." She pointed to the ribbon-harness holding the wagon to Dog, "Just pull the ends, it'll untie, he was giving Kitten rides earlier."