Okay, he is taking this a lot harder than she is. She has half a mind to sit him down with a cup of tea and whatever snuggly fluffball is available and willing.

"It was just for a couple of days when I was a teenager. It didn't hurt and I don't actually remember anything from being a giant garden ornament, so, you know..." She shrugs. "I've had worse."

Honestly, it'd been the days leading up to and after her stint as a stone Minerva that had been fraught with terror and despair, but she is one hundred percent not mentioning that to Inigo considering his reaction to the least traumatic part of that adventure.