She shrugged. Best to drop it, she decided; the topic caused nothing but pain, but it hardly mattered to her. The affairs of silly boys were little more than the crawling of ants.

"Well, no use worrying now," she said, because she felt she should say something. She nudged him in the shoulder. "Come. I have work for you to tend at my den."

She didn't, really. But it seemed like a good idea, to keep his paws busy and his mind occupied.