Katherine found a rock somewhere and sat.  Not too close to everyone, but not all too far away either.  It wasn't that she was an anti-social woman.  She loved to talk.  She just thought that no one else would be interested in a conversation about the dead and the multiple uses for porcelain in dolls or how the small differences in cloth used in doll's clothes made it easier to manipulate them.  No. For now she ordered a good number of dolls, the ones connected to her rings, to patrol the area with the soldiers. Extra eyes were great, especially for areas like this. . . Dangerous, with little knowledge of what was lurking.  The Puppeteer cared for her life too much to leave her guard down at this time.  The other ten not connected were on orders to help out around camp.  Carry small things, help those cooking et cetera.  

On that thought, Katherine had ordered Thirteen to follow around the Lucca girl. She seemed either interested in, or disturbed by the doll. . . So the woman thought it would be interesting if she were to be followed by the doll.  In fact, the woman was almost giggling maniacally as she set the girl's horse as she rode away embarrased earlier.  

Otherwise, she sat there and waited.  Waited to see if anyone were to talk to her.  There were plenty of people with the "adventurer" types and the actual soldiers.  She could care less, they were all beneath her. . . Still, even insects had interesting things to talk about every now and then.