Gish was about to answer when Victor wandered up, and she cursed herself for letting the opportunity to pass on Rose's warning slip through her fingers. "It's not that strange, you know." She said to William. "Waking up here, I mean. It's what I did. I don't think it's that uncommon to just end up here somehow. I don't know why, but there's a reason for it. I'm sure. You'll find it."

Rose had come up while she had been talking and Gish tensed up when she leaned close to William and declared that he smelled wrong. Gish had no idea what that meant, except that maybe the witch didn't find him very appetizing. She told them that the monster, which could apparently speak, was named Unyat and that it, apparently speaking, meant no harm. Gish glanced back at the slithering mess and wasn't sure she bought that, but Rose hadn't either and advised caution against it and William. She didn't quite see what the witch had against him, and the sly little smile that was constantly on her face made her think the she was just playing some headgame with them. 

The next thing she said, however, made her think there was some sort of game she was playing with Gish in particular. After looking into the water and confirming that there was nowhere for this water to drain she was shocked when Rose passed off the decision of whether to stay or leave onto her. She didn't even know what that wink meant. Was there such a thing as good witches or was that a lie? There were different versions of the old story and she'd never believed them. Her mother had never told her about good witches, and she'd normally take that as gospel, but there was this doubt now wrapped around her brain like a snake. Despite Luciel's and Rose's opinions this place didn't feel bad barring the slithery mess hanging around. This place felt like her home. Maybe if there was white magic she could find something in the house to help protect her against the bad kind. Maybe then she'd feel safe asking Rose a few questions.

She swallowed deeply, took one more nervous glance over at Unyat, and said "I want to look in the house. Let's all look in the house." Then, blatantly giving some shallow justification, said, "There might be food. We're going to have to eat down here so we shouldn't pass that up." She didn't feel bad stealing from someone's home, it was practically how she got every little luxury she owned. Happy that this was justified with good sense she set off to take a closer look at the cottage.