Not too long. [She gets up, offering him a meek curtsy.] I was hoping the.. the phantump would come back if I sat there quietly, but it seems to be gone now. Though... perhaps we can lure it back out.

[Her kid brother-in-law had a near obsession with animals and liked to ramble about which ones like which foods... but her world doesn't have ghost-tree-stump hybrids. She can't think of what those would want to eat.]