They seemed--as far as Doce could tell-- to be in the presence of a resistance group of some kind. At least-- that was the vibe she got from the grubby assemblage of characters. Not only that, but with Phibrizzo's allegiance so recently changed, they were in a rather serious situation. And soul was being an ass at the back of the group, challenging this Vaati guy to a fight. Was he really that oblivious?! She couldn't help but send a glare back his way; something Frahlah's face was much better at than hers.<span style="font-style: italic">Hmm. Glaring is satisfying,</span>she thought.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Phibrizzo was giving her his own look. This meant, it was time for a little fake confidence. She shot him a look back, something along the lines of "bear with me."<br/><br/>"This 'piece of trash,'" she said to the Mecca warrior, "belongs to<span style="font-style: italic">me</span>now." As she spoke, she moved closer to Phibrizzo and embraced him in a protective hug like an older sister might. She could always pull off an outer bravado, but Phibrizzo could probably feel her heart rate accelerating slightly. She blushed before continuing, "The Overseer had him on the edge of death and I saved his life. It seems you used to be enemies, but not any longer." She loosened her hold on the monster lord. "As for why we are being here.. I am assuming he had something helpful in mind."