Another person she doesn't know, how helpful. She eyes the newcomer dubiously, lifting her hand in what could almost be the start of a wave were it not for the utter lack of enthusiasm she puts into it. She glances down when the girl opens her bag, tensing again in anticipation of something dangerous --

And then her standoffish look melts into trembling relief and she rushes forward to plunge her hands into Daine's bag and lift Biscuit out without so much as a by-your-leave. "Biscuit! Don't do that to me, I was so worried about you!" By now she's got him tucked against her chest, both arms wrapped around him as he snuffles against her neck. There's a pause as Biscuit explains, and then she looks up at Daine in surprise. "Frogs are coming out of your mouth?" she asks, confused by what Biscuit has apparently decided is the most important part of the story.