EEP! She was being passed around like a doll. She gladly snaked around behind Tate though, hands full of his Borrapalooza shirt, peeking from around him. Perhaps if she buried her FACE in Tate's clothes she wouldn't die from the terrible gas that was overtaking them.

As she peeked around Tate she caught the MAN snorting at her and pulled a face. How rude. She was BORED and not only that, she was doing as she was ASKED. Meaniehead.

Oh there was Sabel. She wouldn't have to poke him with a stick while he slept then. Good for him. She released her grip on Tate's shirt to take Sabel's hand and smiled softly. She was STILL upset that she had to be the one to come out first, but Tate and Sabel were here now so she felt better about things. And standing behind Tate DID block the stink rolling off Lord Borr.

OH!

And NOW Jakers showed up. She was going to throw shoes and dinner rolls at all of them. Later of course. When they got back to school.