"Shit!"  She hadn't expected him to be so loose.  Afraid she might have just made things worse, she starts to walk him over towards the edge of the clearing only to be surprised by a broad smile splitting his face.  That fact alone almost makes her accept his offer, but then a noise behind them makes her spin around.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">WillSave</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolled 12 + 7 = 19<br/>Was apparently using my reflex number last time I made a will save... </div></div><br/>That solidifies it.  Women appearing out of flowers never means good things.  So with a groan, Tamara draws her sword once more.  But as she does so, she notices the strange look in Lukas's eyes as he stares at the flower-lady.  One that she decidedly did not like.<br/><br/>"Lukas... Luke!  Snap out of it!"  Growling, she turned on the flower-creature. Holding her sword up threateningly but not swinging just yet, she yells out "Knock it off, you overgrown weed!"