Embroidery and scrapbooking? Briar wasn't sure if, considering the gore strewn about the room, those were meant to be euphemisms or straight-forward truths. She supposed rich ladies (or ladies that played themselves off as rich) did tend to have mundane hobbies... not that she could really judge her.

"What kinds of things do you scrapbook?" she inquired, sending a curious glance her way.

Briar twisted the rag, wringing out the bloody water. Still damp, she lifted it to start cleaning spatter from the walls.