She could be a trap.   She could also be a snack for the witch.    Emiko rubs the bridge of her nose as she considers this new wrinkle, "I... suppose we should let you out.    I saw some rags under the sink if you want to wash off... But no, I haven't seen this other girl; we haven't been too far into the maze though, maybe she's in another wing?"<br/><br/>Emiko grabs a small knife from the butcher's block to try and cut through the spaghetti strands.   Emiko's kind of glad that the other girl's covered in sweet stuff though - food is food for Emiko, not sexy times, and with the other mage so thoroughly covered in confectionery it's far more distracting than arousing, ".. Definitely need to get you some clothes.   Maybe one of the maid uniforms will fit you?  Or do you know where yours are?"<br/><br/>Emiko's going to keep half an eye on this girl for a while though.  She doesn't want to leave her in the maze when it collapses, but she's not looking for a shiv to the back either.