Aine would like to apologize to the deer she was bothering yesterday at the Ruins. For nearly fifteen minutes she couldn't understand the annoyed gestures of a very angry buck with Day of the Dead paint as she absentmindedly sat in his spot. Merely wanting to lay next to him because she thought it would be fun, she unwittingly realized that she had taken a space that was regularly occupied by the Skull-Faced Stag.
For this she would like to apologize, had she known, she would have left.