Jennifer's discovered the conservatory, and though Astyanax hasn't made any complaints, yet, she figures it ought to be more comfortable for him in this warm, humid environment than outside. And it's true that the lizard (or lizard-shaped being - they're both a little fuzzy on the details) seems a bit less inclined to huddle near her neck, now. He's clinging to the curve of her shoulder, instead, head poked out curiously.

She rounds a bend in the path, and there's someone with two animal companions. Except… no. The dog is clearly just a dog, but the cat is more than a cat in the same way that Astyanax is more than a lizard. It takes her a moment to realize she recognizes the boy and the dog, and she lifts a hand in greeting. "Hello." Damn. What was his name? She doesn't remember; it's been too long.