Sylvanas

It's a good thing Fido doesn't realise how dangerous it actually is to be this close to Magdalene for a long period of time, and doesn't notice any increased haste in getting out of here. He nods in response to her attempted words, but can't really make it out for certain. He thinks she said not to worry about it, but he's not sure.

Every time something flies past close and dangerous-looking, he cowers between Magdalene's antlers and desperately hopes they aren't spotted. It seems everything here is predatory, except possibly Fido. This is not a good place. After the third such flyby, he mutters something to himself. Magdalene's big deer-ears might pick it up. "Maybe I shouldn't have run away."