Harmon just kept looking on before shaking his head, unable to make heads or tails of the situation, though part of it was that he couldn't exactly see those sticks poking out of her.  Cutter was practically crying into the dirt.  "YES!  YES I WILL!!!"<br/><br/>Cely quickly followed along, her gaze at the sticks utterly stuck.  Inside the tavern, she just stood there, red faced.  "Uh... you wanna... take those out probably..." she said, as if stating the obvious.