Wren looked back at Elle with a quizical expression, "Why would you butter peanuts? You roast them, perhaps with honey... they are quite a delacy in the south... but butter?"<br/><br/>She shook her head at the odd girl and continued on her way, pausing to look up each side tunnel for surprises before continuing onward. "The point is mute, if a sewer floods, there are ladders out at regular intrivals, if a ship sinks, you only have one choice... who gets eaten first."