Rolling her eyes, the barbarian plops herself cross-legged in the shade of the cavern.  "Fine," she mutters, her gear clattering to the ground behind her and her axe clanging against the stone.  "So we wait for him to come after us."  She mutters.  "Probably with more snakes."  She wipes her forehead with the back of her arm, seeming obviously frustrated.  She turns to watch the young human woman, oblivious to any subtle social clues.  "Some giant beast doesn't eat you, you think it's a sign.  I happen not to chop up a bunny, suddenly I'm loveable."  She resumes grumbling for a few more minutes, then drifts off into a sort of daze.  She shakes her head, the braids of hair down her back rustling softly.  "Sorry.  I just get... I get things on my mind."  She glances up at Aeryn and, for a brief moment, it's clear there may have been a<em>number</em>of things there.