Zarna's spine stiffens at the obvious touches of the cult of Lolth on the city a small part of her cheering at the signs of decay which to her mind indicated flagging devotion to the mistress of the demon web pits. "Well Ozzie where will you be going from here in you investigation of the quake?" She asks not yet wanting to break off on her own and hoping for an excuse to see some the city in good company.<br/><br/>She scans the graffiti reading bits and pieces while waiting for Ozdimir's reply. Rue unloads himself from the cart with a long stretch and shaking out his fur on the way to Zarna's side.