The cat tilted her head at the Orc's tapping. Had her plan worked? Whether it worked or not, she was interested in pale orc. If it had indeed seen through her facade she might as well try to hitch a ride with the Orc; she could use the muscle on the way up. If not, well, she could just continue with her plan. Giving her bag a quick glance, Maza slowly made her way towards the Orc. She struggled to maintain a relaxed composure as get muscles tensed, ready to scurry away at the first sign of bad news.