Eleanor's attention snapped away from where she could have sworn she saw....to Arden, brows lifted, already worrying about what that grim tone might mean, but once the nature of the mission was revealed, she had to laugh.

"A squirrel?" she asked. "Are we sure it wasn't just a very specific one attempting to impress Miss Smith?"

Actually, if she wasn't already present and counted for in human form, it may have been her!

"But that sounds awful," she said, making a face. "Do people really do that?"