After Viktor left, Inga was alone in the room with Liliana, who seemed to content to ignore her in favor of opening boxes. Inga squinted over her shoulder to see the contents, but was interrupted by Rock Hammer squeezing into the room. She edged away from the door partially to make room for the gigantic man and partially to create space between them. Both of the adults in the room unnerved her, although for different reasons. Rock was easily twice her size and almost alien in demeanor and stature, and Liliana was just... Creepy. Her eyes slid anxiously towards the door, wondering if maybe it was too late to edge out and follow Viktor. She wasn't entirely sure why she hadn't in the first place. Staying inside just felt safer.<br/><br/>However, before she could consider leaving much longer, Liliana dropped the food near her. Inga blinked at, and suddenly remembered how long it had been since she had eaten- and how much had happened in between. Hastily, she bent to pick the food up- and the dog began squirming in her arms. Muttering to herself, she straightened, and after a moment, tucked it into her coat. Its head poked out between the unbuttoned folds near the collar, and it barked, apparently satisfied. "Thanks," she said to Liliana, scooping the food up. She stowed most of it, but chewed on one of the strips of dried meat, more to have something to do. A little guiltily, she fed the dog a small portion of it. Her grandmother always maintained that good food shouldn't go to animals, and Inga had gotten into trouble before for feeding animals.<br/><br/>However, any attention she may have gotten for the waste of food was quickly diverted by Rock Hammer. It was easily the most unsettling thing she's ever seen, besides the portal storm she barely remembered. She stepped back, unconsciously resting her hand on her gun- although she knew if he got violent, it was over. A bullet wouldn't stop this man. Fear gripped her. However, he made an exit. The shack groaned ominously around them as he left. Inga ran to the door and stared after him. "What's he doing?" She asked, a slight tremor to his voice. There was another question there. What was wrong with him?<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Magpie noticed the other woman subtly tap her arm. Magpie crossed hers as naturally as she could and covered the gash with her hand. It wasn't deep, but she'd have to make sure to get it cleaned up later. Who knew what diseases were crawling on that blade. Darina gave her input, to which Magpie gave an appreciative nod, though she had wonder what the woman was after.<br/><br/>The guards looked uncertain as they took in the scene. "Is that so?" One of them asked. "We heard there was a fairly violent scene-"<br/><br/>Magpie waved her hand. "Everyone's fine here! Tiny, get over here, ya big mutt." Tiny bounded off the man, who quickly scrambled to his feet. A very large slobber stain that hadn't been there before was visible. He didn't say anything to contradict her story, though- his actions had certainly been less than legal. Really, Magpie was doing him a favor, although she just didn't want to get tied up with the law in this town.<br/><br/>The guard turned to the man. "Everything all right?" He nodded. "Well..." They paused. "I suppose we'll be moving on, then."<br/><br/>Magpie beamed. "Thanks for the concern! Sorry about the false call and all." She watched the guards, who still looked rather dubious, depart. Then she wheeled on the man, who had been furtively looking for his knife. "Beat it before I turn you in."<br/><br/>He scowled at her. "I'll get that money from you one way or another, Magpie." But he slunk away.<br/><br/>After a moment, Magpie sighed and took her hand away. "I don't even remember his name," she muttered. Then she looked up at Darina and the other new woman and grinned. "Thanks for the help. I could treat you to a drink if you want." Tiny barked loudly.