Shumi glared at her, not quite appreciating the sarcasm, she just didn't want this harboring of males to put her up on the top of the War Mistresses' hit list. She started to mentally take note of preparations she would have to make back on the Beagle to accommodate the incoming males. she still wasn't sure how they were going to do this, but the priestess seemed to have an idea. Sighing, she stashed her rifle back over her back and folding her arms under her breasts as she followed the priestess, hoping to hear the rest of her plan. she just hoped her wouldn't end up going into the temple with her, too many priestesses would want her head for something like that. or they she would be stripped naked and put on display if she was caught or maybe this was a trap. she had heard, rumors, of what the priestesses did in the temple. Shumi blushed and tried not to think about that. it was bad enough that she could tell all the priestesses that the scary witch was really as small weak woman, but to let loose that she had little to no sexual experience.... that would just be embarrassing...