Herbalists' Cache millidelphia

I don't know, Stephanie answered pointedly, having become quite sure that no, she did not know. It seemed to be a common question, asked more of herself than by anyone else, but she still didn't have an answer. It didn't matter either way because (1) she knew she wouldn't be going back anytime soon and (2) she was here now, wasn't she? Stephanie's brow furrowed with discontent as she thought about what having her disappear might have done to him. You know, psychologically and stuff.

Thoughts and memories were still rushing in. Where are the, uhm, the girls? she asked, images of the three pups nestled beside one another fading in and out. Stephanie wondered what had come of them, and if they'd made it anywhere beyond the den. More importantly, she wondered if they were near enough to find.