Teo rolled her eyes at the offer, though it wasn't a serious rebuke, more of a playful tease. Bucren might've been the only one there who had been around her enough to know how prickly her sarcastic shell was. She pulled out one of the two well-sharpened daggers hidden inside the layers of her outfit and expertly flitted the steel between her fingers, the well-worn handle an old friend in dark times. "I don't need such brutish weapons. I'll kill more than Ismark with a blade a quarter as long as his." For a second Teo pushed past her exterior facade and leaned towards Bucren with a mischievous glint in his eyes "Don't tell the ladies though. Best not to crush his hopes with them until after we don't need him anymore."<br/><br/>However, her ears perked up at the suggestion of going to the castle. It was an interesting quandary for her. On the one hand, she would have loved for nothing else but an expedition to go and see whatever was left of Patrina. On the other hand, Teo still enjoyed the perks of being alive quite a bit and didn't fancy throwing them away on a fool's errand for either lost soul. On the other, other hand, Ireena was the exact kind of Barovian she had little patience for. A noble soul in a land that had no patience for them. At least Ismark, with all his titles and his bluster and his hope, knew enough to give up his noble facade when the chips were down. Ireena was out here crying about giving herself up for Katya - as if Strahd or anyone else in Barovia cared for her noble promises. Besides, if things got rough, she liked her odds escaping. She had managed to survive too many close encounters to be caught whilst in the middle of other foolhardy adventurers. If things went south, she'd use them as distractions to make her own exit. Perhaps she'd save Bucren - he was the only one so far with a head on his shoulders.<br/><br/>Teo walked over to the general vicinity of Katya and Ireena. "Knowing Strahd and his ilk, that poor boy won't last much longer than few weeks with how few travelers we've seen in the last couple months." Casually, with the tone of discussing the weather, she remarked "He won't even want to survive that long if some of the stories are true."<br/><br/>She leaned against the wall, idly inspecting her fingernails. "You'll need someone who knows the way. Ismark knows the town, but I know the safer routes - the ones we use to stay out of sight of everyone else" Teo shot a sharp glance at Ireena. "I would warn you, though. No one is safe in Strahd's domain, as you all just saw. This isn't the type of place you go to expecting to come back."<br/><br/>Teo paused and flicked her dagger back out from its hiding place, idly toying with the blade. The longer they were cooped up in here, the morefidgety she got. "Regardless, we need to survive the night first. And that's hardly a given after the compromise of the tavern. I'd suggest you take Bucren's advice and arm yourselves. Unless you think Ismark is sober enough to really know all the entrances of this place are secure."