Marilyn looked back at Daelin with a profoundly doubtful expression, with one eyebrow cocked so far back that it stretched her tired eyelid wide open. "You think the Dragonflies have... An agenda?" Her doubt melted away and she burst into a giggle. "That's outrageous, Daelin. Does everything with a pulse or a wing beat put you on edge? They're harmless little bugs!" One of the dragonflies landed on Marilyn's hand and looked up at her with several babies nestled on its back. "Some of these smaller creatures are attracted to the smell of humans. They're very common on farmland at night. Considering we're riding something that's surrounded by humans night and day, I'm not surprised!" Marilyn stopped herself and looked forward with a sharp turn of her neck. "You should drop by a library some time. It might make you a little less anxious." The Venbu stirred slightly, but Marilyn put them right back on track with a tug of her wrists. The dragonfly on her hand flew away and buzzed off into the forest.