Misha's eyes shift around a little. "Well... I had been planning on keeping myself light for our trip, in case we ran into anything dangerous early on, but when a few people nobody's going to miss practically crawl down your throat for you, it's real hard to say no, yeah?" She sniffs, and takes a drink. "And you'd have probably been fine. They worked for my aunt, you had business with my aunt, and it's a very stupid harpy that crosses my aunt. You were under her protection, safe as the nest."