Fanilly nodded. She had just been thinking the same thing, the behavior of the drider didn't really make any sense. There wasn't really any reason for her to lie, at the moment, but it wasn't intelligent to rule out the possibility either. They could find out once they got the drider down from on top of the golem. It almost seemed as if the Drider didn't actually know why the orcs were there... but regardless, nothing was certain at the moment. "I'm not certain why, but the Drider hasn't acted as we would have expected," she replied. Still, she was ready for something to go wrong, for the situation to change abruptly. The Drider was evidently a good enough mage to animate a stone golem, after all, even if she had seemed to panic quickly. "It's almost... as if she doesn't know what's going on, but..." Speaking of panicking, that was a good way to describe what the drider was currently doing. "H-hey?!" she called to Tyaethe, stepping back as she remained perched on the fallen golem, "S-stop that! Get down! Stop! Y-you're not supposed to do that, go away!"