Ariadne laughed in an uncomfortable way she sometimes heard the ladies of the court. When they didn't want to be rude, but they didn't know what to say.

It was easy enough to know what to do.

A second wave washed over her, and when it was gone, she was back to her Human appearance from before. Pink skin, brown hair, raspberry lips. And a certain relaxation in her posture that just wasn't possible when she was wearing her own skin.

She'd been taught to hate it. Simple as that.

"Just momentarily, Sir Weasel," she said, giving him a dimpled smile.