[...Hopefully the smell of the marsh isn't too offputting, but either way, Camilla sighs with some annoyance--though it's directed downward, before she looks up and speaks to him.]

A bit of a...well, I could call it a serendipitous adventure, but I would be lying to both yourself and I by saying such a thing.

I was training with Arion near the beach when one of his targets proceeded to try and walk off; I tried to call him back over, but he proceeded to launch right after the darling and got lead into that dreadful marsh. It was...rather horrific, if I may say so myself.

[She is so practically steaming mad and she's trying not to take it out on her darling partner? But holy shit, you had one job, Arion.]