This looked like such a nice conservatory until Daine actually stepped inside. Now, it's a ruin, and full of rats, besides. Their unfriendliness is a sharp, persistent itch in the back of her mind, and she scowls in annoyance and turns to leave… but the door she came through is rusted shut, the once-fancy iron scrollwork fused into an immovable cage. Her frown deepens, and she considers just taking a bulkier shape and smashing her way back through before tucking the option away as a plan B. Plan A can be finding another door. Perhaps there's an exit down at the other end.

The rats aren't overeager to let her pass, but they are only rats, numbers notwithstanding. She forces them aside with her magic as she walks, gritting her teeth at their resentful squeals and ignoring their insults. More of the creatures swarm toward her, but she resolutely holds them at bay; the result is something like a furry brown tide breaking around a rock.

Her focus is evenly divided between the rats and the walls, so the sight of another person surprises her a little. She can't say she's thrilled when she recognizes him (though at least her annoyance with Gabriel provides more ammunition to use against the rats). She huffs, then says, "Fancy seeing you here." Fancy seeing him anywhere, in fact.