"From the inside," Arista clarifies somewhat unhelpfully. She straightens, recoiling slightly at the sound, but her tail continues to twitch languidly in apparent ease.

Considerably less intrigued by the nature of dogs with intrinsic connections to what are, presumably, human counterparts, Rush ignores it entirely.

"Yes," he says with a dismissive lift of one shoulder, "well. No construct is without its linchpins."