More than anything

Greta lets out a huff of air that lands near enough to a laugh, more because she recognizes the joke than because the situation is actually funny. There's undoubtedly no shortage of fractured families here in Darrow, but having both parents here only for one to vanish... that seems particularly brutal.

"I promise my hand's clean, for whatever that's worth," Greta says with a sheepish smile as she recovers her finger from Ripley's grasp. The offer of a wipe seems a little overblown -- it's not like the child is rabid or anything -- but absently wiping her hand off on her skirts wouldn't sell her reassurance very well. She accepts the wipe, adding, "I suppose she's putting things in her mouth all the time." It certainly felt as if she'd started teething.