"I know that guilt-tripping tone. He also wants this to be over so we can play fetch with him, instead." Which is also true, given the slight tail-wagging from Garahel before he stops and looks innocent. Inessa smirks, then grows thoughtful. "I can begin sorting them, separating those which may be salvageable from those that clearly aren't. A glyph of preservation will prevent them from deteriorating further for a time, at least."