"I think everyone is," a low, light female voice responds as Becca finally reveals herself, stepping forwards from her hiding place with her arms crossed over her large chest.<br/><br/>She smiles faintly as she looks up at Orin, before turning her attention to the matter at hand.<br/>"Of course, you were right just now; The Orks are in a rather inconvenient position for us. If we want to leave here, we'll have to do something about that, and that'll require a certain amount of risk." Her dark eyes narrow as she glances up at the original two occupants of the room. "And, perhaps more dangerously, trust, at least for now. We all have our suspicions about each other, don't we? But we can wait until we're away from here before we deal with that."<br/><br/>Pausing, the ratling directs a smirk and a sideways glance up at Orin. "I hope you enjoyed that book I left for you." She comments, apparently at random.