Annaliese was still just sitting on the ground. The giant bug was. . . Nice? No! That was too quick a change of heart from whatever it was doing before and now it was perfectly happy.  Tinkermon just started pulling on her shirt, trying to get the girl to stand up.  "Come on, stand up. Chest out, just like I first met you."  Annaliese did so, grabbing the small pixie and holding her close.  The girl was just about as confused as she had been, but she knew a few things. The first, Bugs are still ugly as sin even if they talk all nice-like. Second, the Russian(?) girl seemed to be a loner.  Annaliese knew what it was like but, dang, did that girl have any friends?  Third, it seemed like she could trust this angel-like being?  After mouthing out a quick, "What do you think?" To Tinkermon, the fairy replied with a mere shrug.  

"So helpful." The girl muttered sarcastically, obviously loud enough for the fairy to hear.  Were it not for her being held as is she would have tried hitting the girl on the head, but she just went with a scowl.  "Guess we'll just go with them. Nothing else to do for now."  Doing her best to forget there was a bug here about three times bigger than she was, Annaliese moved towards the rest of the group with Tinkermon in her arms.