It isn't terribly surprising when Anne asks for confirmation, but Greta's pleased by the lack of skepticism in Anne's tone. She sounds less like she's doubting the very idea and more like she's just making sure she remembers what 'selkie' means, and Greta smiles down at the weeds as she continues her work.

"Yes," she confirms, plucking up an errant dandelion and tossing it to the chickens. "A baby one, no less. It's adorable." After a beat, she adds, "Her coat didn't come with her when she first arrived here, and when she got it, I thought she might just..." Greta gestures vaguely eastward; if Anne's familiar with selkie stories at all, she'll probably guess where the sentence was headed.

It's not something Greta likes voicing, though, and she clears her throat before continuing: "But she stayed. It just wears on her when she can't swim as often, so now that it's arguably nice out, it seems cruel not to let her go and play."