Upon seeing the room, disappointment set in. Suffering his insults for nothing started to make her blood boil! If it wasn't for the woman interrupting, Cirnelle might have done something she would of regret. Not wanting to get in the middle, she took a step back, but her curiosity kept her from leaving. She sat her bag down with an audible clunk, the thing was starting to get heavy again, and she could use a nice little seat to watch the little event unfold. Hoping onto her bag, she pulls her legs up and leans against the wall, balancing on top of it, and studies the two quietly.