As the discussion between the others got a tad more grim and unpleasant, Agatha shrunk up, wrapping all of her arms around herself tightly. That someone would do something so atrocious over a matter so petty befuddled her, although she knew there was someone out there, there had to be, with enough nerve and lack of conscience to kill someone and blame it on a group of strange yet kind misfits.<br/><br/>But, Agatha told herself, the Ringmaster was right in his intentions. To get the best outcome for everyone, the Cirque had to find the murderer responsible themselves. When he gave the nod to dismiss everyone, Agatha was the first to leave. She sped off to the freak show area, and as soon as she was there she checked the cages and terrariums of the creatures, looking for anything that might have been out of place, or in a conspicuous position.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>