Sana lowered her bow and returned her arrow to its quiver as the Orc spoke, seeing that he had some information and wasn't lashing out at them. "Oh this just keeps getting better and better," she grumbled as she looked around. "Now can we get the hell out of here? Now that our newest member of this misfit group is awake," she snapped as she turned to head back to the wagon. 

         As Atros spoke her eyes narrowed. "And if you care to keep your heart off the tip of my arrow, you'll watch yourself new comer," she spat in an icey tone as she walked passed him to the wagon.