Anna looked at the younger girl quizzically as she approached, finding it odd that she was just standing there gormlessly. The Wraith assumed she was just overcome by the gravity of the situation, though her brow began to furrow in irritation, even if she was a young woman Anna didn’t like being ignored, if it had been one of the others she probably would have decapitated them. She turned to them now, standing roughly in the middle of the group as she had walked forward and into their paths in her wish to speak with the now paralysed girl.

She caught the glance of the older, angrier looking woman in strange attire glaring at the tall man. She didn’t really understand why she was angry, after all the only one with any real cause for anger right then was Anna, dragged from the river twice now in quick succession.

[color=7ea7d8]“What am I doing here?” [/color]Anna chimed in suddenly, her voice lilted slightly with a growing anger. [color=7ea7d8]“Which of you brought me to this place?”[/color] She immediately stared at the angry woman, though usually the tall man would have been her initial suspect he had been polite to her thus far and had alleviated her suspicion. Water dripped from her frayed white dress and began to coalesce at her feet in a small puddle, which remained oddly stationary on the strange surface they found themselves upon.