Ambrosia gives Xarithe a little finger-wave as he slips away, followed by his slithering snake. It seems a<span style="font-style: italic">hungry</span>enough creature to<span style="font-style: italic">handle</span>any little annoyances that might appear, so she slips away in the direction of the other door, where naive cultists fleeing the reptile will find a warm welcome in her maw...