[ a snort for shitting in her bed – but he rumbles something near acceptance. yeah, that comes out alright. beats a bad end, especially somewhere small. never know when you'll need a rebound. ]

Money. Those contracts, again. Supposed to merge it all, you know, hers and mine. But she's got family in her ear, riling her up. Don't like a human in their business.

[ they don't. that's, maybe, independent of everything else. ]

She'll come around. Figure she got it out of her system with the crossbow.