Rake transformed from a entity of pure unrelenting hate and malice into a creature of bubblegum smiles and joy as they crested the hill. He leaped into the air, clicking his heels together. "Woohoo! Civilization! Fucking finally! I swear, if I never have to see another tree again I'll be the happiest man on the planet. Money! Food! Booze! Ladies! Onwards and forwards, my companions." He urged them on.<br/><br/>Rake noticed the peasents in the distance and raised a hand. "Ho there, friends! Might I ask-"<br/><br/>The dirty, smelly people abandoned their tools and fled for their lives. Rake's hand hung in the air for a moment before dropping to his side. He turned to Rodney, frowning.<br/><br/>"Rodney! You're scaring people again with your dumb spirits and your ugly face! Wrangle your ghosts and hide your shame or we'll never get hired by the town to solve problems we may or may not caused."