Mina recognized that she had a winning hand, and did not attempt to improve it.  The sight of all the kobolds - and more specifically, the fact that they were all at full-staff - had her mind racing down corridors that she didn't quite understand.  The strange dreams that she had remembered upon waking up were coming into focus in ways she had never anticipated.<br/><br/>She remembered a feeling of being at the mercy of someone.  A feeling of being controlled - but a control that she had somehow agreed to.  Absently, she fingered the collar that she couldn't remember putting on, but that she knew was important.<br/><br/>"I want you to trade places with me," she announced to Mourn, and stood up from her seat.  There was indeed a slightly damp area on the back of her skirt, despite the fact that she'd been sitting on one of her feet for the past several hands.