Scarlet, once again in control, gazed at everyone, looking a little sheepish. She wished she had a better reign on her host, who, she had to admit, even she thought was a little strange, only speaking in verses and songs. It didn't help that the Gatekeep had replied in kind, which she had to think was just encouraging to the troubled girl.<br/><br/>But if Katrina had voiced her disdain for the preacher, it was Scarlet's turn to get a little incensed at the behavior of the satyr. "Forsooth," she called up to him, "Thou wouldst sleepeth, whilst thine... companions..." and she realized she was using that term fairly loosely as far as the satyr probably couldn't care less about any of them, "are getting bludgeoned and/or skewered and/or dismembered by the foulest creatures, seen or unseen, that mayhap lurketh in the darkest of shadow in yonder these woods?"