No.

NO NO NO NO.

Gwen.

Ugh.

Gwen.

NO NO NO NO.

Why is she still here? Why hasn't she sunk into a deep dark pit somewhere, ready to be devoured by some horrendous creature of the Underworld?

Gwen is a proper Morlock.

There.

Hands off my Ernest, you city dweller!

I don't see why Jack allows her to stay on as a guest. I avoid her most days, but when I can't...

Ugh.

Just no.

Go away, Gwen. Back to your filthy grimy city with your filthy grimy people. No one wants you here.

Or at least I don't.

Some people just spend far too much time in polite society to maintain proper social form and know when they're unwanted.