You know, no more monsters sounds really great to me, Robin.

[Chrissy is more skittish and afraid now than she used to be, so the fact that Steve goes through the trouble of approaching her puts her at ease. Any tension she might've been feeling is gone as she pets and scritches between and behind his ears. A smile slowly takes over her face, and soon she's pressing her forehead up against him.]

You smell like blood.

[It's a thing. A thing that doesn't bother her, apparently.]

I'm so glad that you're okay. Even if Billy's right. We'll have to spend a ton of money on dog food now. And if you don't find a way to turn back, we'll have to find a collar and leash.