She's in the other room packing them a picnic lunch to take for the afternoon. It's something they'd started when he was still unable to walk long distances, and now it feels like a tradition - and one she doesn't quite want to give up for a while yet.

"What on Earth - " The shout is enough to garner her attention and she comes in from the kitchen to the room they share, tilting her head in a near mirror of Charming's when she spots the fuzzy intruder. "Where did he come from?"