Glancing back to Ghost and wondering exactly how much involvement the tiger had in the blob's advance, the rabbit's brow furrows heavily as he notes the priest's nervousness. His eyes turning to watch Tristan begin to berate the tiger, Ritter begins to slink over towards Ghost's other flank, hoping that the hare would be able to hold his attention while the rabbit cut off any other avenues of escape. Leaning his head up just beside the feline's, Ritter chuckles in his ear and makes a wide, open gesture towards both Arkain and the blob, a wicked grin pressed clear across his face.<br/><br/>"Ohhh.... I think it'll be lots of fun to see what the blob does before giving it a try myself... care to demonstrate for me?" the lapine teases, giving him a light push on the back with his free paw to nudge the clearly uncomfortable priest slightly closer.