She's a little confused by that. Mason gave her a hairbrush? And how does a house take a day off? Brimstone doesn't remember Mason suddenly not keeping them locked in. At least she does understand the concept of talking differently depending on the person. "I'll leave the talkin' to you, then, Aria. Reckon there are folk who got more poetry in 'em than me.

"I'll look forward to seein' if you can talk your way through a door." She smirks, but it's more determination than derision. "You got anyone you can think of to bring along, they're welcome as you are. We'll need all the help we can get... many doors as that hall's got."