"Oh dear, I think you upset him. He takes a bit of getting used to, the arrogant little shit. Stay here. I have to find him because, of course, he is the key to this whole thing, if he ever stops talking about bloody biscuits." She yelled at the ferret bounced in the dry grass, "Get back here before one of the many ways Australia can kill you, does!" She patted Evan on the head, "Be back in a tick, yeah?" she said, brightly, then loped off into the bush.