Neve doesn't hesitate to sit this time — she's not going to presume to know Daniel's furniture better than he does. She settles into the seat and shifts her right leg, taking the weight off it. She's been walking for hours, and it feels good to just sit, even if she doesn't totally relax.

"Monsters," she repeats. "Creatures that aren't human, elf of dwarf, some without arms, most without faces. All of them ready to kill you at the first sound you make."