[color=e0faac][center][h2]Hollyhock[/h2][hr][/center][sup][@Hero][@Obscene Symphony][@Abstract Proxy][@Stern Algorithm][/sup][/color]

And so the peanut gallery of choices fell upon Hollyhock. Though, the look on her face was all everyone needed to know.

Her expression was easy to understand. [i]'I'm not dealing with this woman.'[/i] Though, how someone interpreted that was up to them--whether it was about her taking some responsibility in how to deal with her, or how she thought of the idea of Renata tagging along. In truth, if she weren't undergoing official duties, Hollyhock would have easily chosen to goof up the town alongside Renata. But there was a time and place for shirking responsibilities. Public outings under an ancient prophecy which the fate of the world may in fact depend on definitely wasn't the time or place.

What was on her mind, however, was more about the past. Specifically, about how she spoke. She wanted to ask Jannick if she always spoke that way--in couched metaphors, poetry, and rambling insults. Unfortunately, Jannick was still gripping onto a Renata who would definitely begin accosting her if she approached. Such questions would have to wait until they entered the forest.