Dora looked up at her escort. She doubted she needed one, unless this place was full of traps and such, which meant that he was to be her watcher, as much as her escort. That meant this King Pride fellow was hiding things, things she could use to tell Dancer so that she'd dislike him, and the two of them could flee. She'd need to find a time where she could lose her escort so she could take a real look around, and not make him suspicious about it. She gave him a nod, as her keen mind looked for ideas.<br/><br/>"Greetings to you." Dora replied. "Do you have a name?"