“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Marianne said with an unnerving grin directed at Soren. “Just a hint personal experience, but I hear that if you pluck a bird long enough, they’ll eventually eat out your eyes and dig into your skin. Now wouldn’t that be F.A.S.C.I.N.A.T.I.N.G? Oh and for you Faira dear, there’s no telling what kind of skin that chair is made of, eheh.”

Scarlet ignored the ramblings of that girl because it was obvious Marianne was having too much fun in all this. Though her lingering appearance meant either something was going to happen or worse. In any case, Lusso had a question and Scarlet would be happy to answer her.

“My name is Scarlet,” she said before turning to Rose and following her gaze upwards. Indeed, there was nothing to note of interest up above except…there was a picture of a white horse plastered above them. A white horse that seemed to be treading water in a small lake of some sort. Her pondering was interrupted though by Shawn’s loud outburst and she turned to glare at him.

“Yes, eat your brain food so you can help figure out what that picture is doing there,” Scarlet said with a roll of her eyes. “By now we can all assume that items and objects of interest like that needs to be examined very closely.”