"She really had no idea what she was doing," Ylva sighs. "I'm sorry. I've been --"

She stops herself, because she's been experimenting with powers she hasn't been able to use in years, she's been building a den, she's been hunting and helping and while she's been lonely as anything, complaining about that seems... unkind.

Instead, she says, "I'm glad you're here instead. This is a good place. Even with the curse, it's... good."