<br/>"Christ!" she swears, almost jumping out of her skin as the man grabs her - she Had assumed they were as dead to the world as the "cows" above. Now she HAS to take care of the maid. She yanks hard, trying to free herself, then swings the torch close to the man's face, hoping he'll let go without her having to hurt him too much. She doesn't care in the slightest about his welfare - she'd happily kill everyone in this horrible room, but that would be hard to hide from anyone coming in later. The less disturbance she leaves in her wake, the better.