“So,” Medb began with a click of her tongue and a narrowed glare. “You’re the other master that my dearest Master has been ‘hanging out with’.”

(Medb used air-quotes with her fingers as she spoke those words.)

Although the badger was mildly obese, Gulliver could run remarkably fast. Anemone’s heels clicked behind him, even as he ran with (presumably stolen) food in his mouth.

“Gulliver!” Anemone shrieked, chasing after her beloved pet. “Get back here!”

Gulliver did not listen to his owner, perhaps because he was being greedy about the food he wanted to eat, and instead ran under a nearby bench. Anemone was soon to arrive behind him, totally ignoring the other girl who was actually sitting on the bench.