Senna sits up, after a long, uncomfortable, woefully inadequate nap.  She yawns, stretches, and tries to settle her disheveled hair.  "Ugh... that sucks."  She hops up off the back of the cart, her new armor clinking.  "So, anything intere-"  She looks around and spots the skeleton trio.  "Those... are skeletons.  And they're moving.  Well.  Time to work, I guess?"