Ah. That's right. It would be like spending too much time in the Hearth Room for her. There's a particular brand of unpleasant related to the places they'd been fixed as object, she thinks.

"Fair enough. Don't think I've ever been up there, either." Brimstone tries to dredge up any details from her memory on going outside, but all she has are vague impressions, and when you're a gun, outside on the patio is a lot like outside on the roof. "Were you in the pond, then? 'Fore you woke up?"