Corset did not share her co-workers optimism. Or energy. Or desire to actually do this at all. Begrudgingly she followed along, attempting to prevent any more trip-ups and or face plants. "Silk....Why are we in a cave that looks like something from the old testament?" Her question was answered instead by the voices of what could have been muppets? [i]Totally had to be those evil little deceivers she had seen when she first arrived. Just remembering the embarrassment brought a sneer to her face![/i]

She had far more pep in her step, the idea she may be able to maul the owners of the adorable talking animals...was dashed upon catching up to silk. "Tch, these are not talking animals...." While hushed it was still audible, but Silks statement of an easy paycheck overwhelmed it. Silk in fact seemed happy to find such things. "Is this not bad? It is so pathetic it can not take a form to startle us, or even better this is an act of rebellion!" Her eyes seemed to sparkle, such ecstasy across her face. "Oh how I love it when they resist." She looks at silk hoping, praying she would be allowed to torture something. "Do I get to use rope at least, a nine-tailed rope! I promise the wounds will become with tinge-o-malice but the shallowness of them guarantees a slow and oh so painful corruption over the course of about a week!" She had turned towards the voice, as if informing it of its oncoming fate.