"Inric?" Mina makes her way past the breeding rooms and out into the quiet, sun-dappled shade of the burial grounds. Inric is seated on a grassy hummock near the entrance, staring out at the trees. "Are - are you all right?" "I am." He turns slightly towards her as she approaches. "Is there something you need?" "I, um, it's just that you didn't come back after the visitor. We were worried." He looks away again. "There is no cause for concern." "Yes, there is!" Mina snaps, irritated, and he jumps, looking at her properly for the first time.