This is new, she thinks, and strangely refreshing; she hasn't had to poke too hard or push too far to get an honest reaction, and it hadn't even been preceded by the tension that usually splits fine fractures into his facade before it cracks open. It's like the whole terrible event really did do some good.

Her laugh is soft and genuine, with an arched eyebrow and lingering smirk. "Oh, come on, you can't just bring something like that up and tell me not to ask. I'm asking: what, pray tell, is the Otter Incident?"