It's no one's fault. [ She's quick to assure them, no matter how distracted she is. The Warden glances between the two men, mind working fast, but whatever she's thinking, she dismisses it with a rapid shake of her head. ]

I'll go after him. [ Robyn states, sighing shortly. ] Anders, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let him come.

[ Or she should have known that he might try and eat anything in his path. Calen was never so bad, she thinks, wistfully. ]

Maybe someone ought to warn the rest of the residents, in case...

[ In case the locket products some ill-effects, maybe? Puts anyone in danger? ]