That faux scolding prompts a chuckle from Inessa, whose attention is soon diverted to their dogs. They may be relatively quiet for the time being, but given a few moments for them to finish and that rambunctiousness will resume. Of that, she's quite certain.

"Eat, get belly rubs, play fetch. That about covers it, at least with Garahel. Oh, and take up room in front of the fireplace, greedy." She nudges her mabari with a foot, though he's too busy licking up crumbs to care about her badmouthing him.

"...you know, we could make a habit out of this. Roaming outside, letting the pups get their fill of exercise and fresh air. If we need a reason, that requisition officer is always after local materials. I'm sure we can provide."