The call was heard, though Azil was entranced with her duties in the kitchen at the moment. You see, due to the harvest beginning to decline, prices on many of the ingredients she used had sky rocketed as many would probably not be seen until this strange event had passed. Which pressed the girl to be a little more careful when making the meals. Today she had to decide between using the potatoes or not using the potatoes, if she added them to the soup there'd be one less ingredient for tomorrow, but potatoes in soup is pretty good. 

"[b]Screw it, we'll have salad tomorrow the potatoes are going in.[/b]" Azil thought to herself as she quickly dumped the chopped potatoes into the soup as it bubbled and rippled, steam rolling through the kitchen and into the room where her friend Alier was staring at the bad-luck girl. Oh yeah that's right, didn't he just say someth-

"[b]She's awake?![/b]" Dropping the wooden spoon onto the oven and lifting the foliage of her servant's gown up, Azil scurred quickly out to the room where the unwelcome guest was ~restrained~. The fact that this girl had the body mass to destroy a house while also surviving the fall uninjured, only to awake shortly after defied all reasoning that this little girl could muster up in her uncanny head. And as she made it to the room she plopped herself down next to the two, assuming to herself that she should be present if some sort of interrogation were to occur.