Tzirret still had his eyes fixed on S'nishi as M'ibasa was creeping up, so he jumped in place when Ma'tanza shrieked. He lowered his stance and looked this way and that, searching for danger, but found none. The situation slowly dawned on him and he couldn't help but stifle a laugh. 

Sabine noticed a bit too late, almost asking M'ibasa what he was trying to do, but not before the scream. She didn't laugh like Tzirret did, instead opting to watch on silently. She wasn't familiar enough with the dynamic between M'ibasa and Ma'tanza to know what to make of it.

In their next lap around, Tzirret thought to try and help and walked towards where M'ibasa was coming past. As swiftly as he could, he snatched M'ibasa's wrist to stop him. This had the unfortunate effect of allowing the scorpion to be struck free from M'ibasa's grasp and straight onto Tzirret's arm. When the tickle of the scorpion's legs grasped Tzirret's fur, he remembered in that instant that he wasn't too fond of scorpions either. M'ibasa was released. Tzirret's face contorted in terror. He yelped and leapt back in reaction, frantically brushing the creature off his arm. The scorpion tried to skitter away as soon as it landed and Tzirret clutched his arm with wide eyes, watching it and taking quick breaths through his teeth.

Now Sabine felt right to laugh a bit. "It is just a scorpion," Sabine commented.

Tzirret did not change his demeanour. "Yeah...just a scorpion," he repeated, trying to reassure himself more than Ma'tanza. He looked over to her anyway, "Is Ma'tanza alright?"