[She chuckles at his swift denial.] Can't blame you, to be honest. It is a very cute goat. [She reaches a hand forward and gives the goat a few scritches on the neck who bleats happily at the extra attention.

From there she opens her mouth as if to say something, a few times really as she tries to even... explain what it is that has her feeling so weird.] So...

This place is deeply fucked up, right? Like, I'm not crazy for thinking that, am I? They're serving these fucked up little dog sausages – I thought they were pork for a minute but no, they're dogs – it's all so nauseatingly bright and I think I saw someone howl in pain at losing at the Floor is Lava. Which isn't unusual but normally when you play an extra hard variant of that game, you summon actual lava! You don't just make fake grass??

[She gives him a quizzical expression.] You're surly, perepetually annoyed and suspicious. You get it right?