Siduri's ears slicked back against her skull the moment that she saw the anger on her father's face. The pastel girl hid behind the big blue and black form of Artorias, peeking out at her father to gauge just how mad he was at her. It wasn't her fault, really. It was so very hard to sit still and the world was such a huge, interesting place. If her paws wanted to move, who was she to tell them to sit still? She'd be doing herself and her paws a disservice!
Gilgamesh growled at her, ordering Sid to follow Urtur home. The girl frowned and sighed, muttering about god damn badgers and how much she couldn't stand the snarky little bastards. Sid didn't look at either her father or Artorias as she moved past, but she did walk slowly enough that she could catch the Hallows lords words about her. Yeah, she was bright and inquisitive, wasn't she? With a little hmmph of satisfaction, the girl's sullen demeanor vanished and she practically pranced after the wolverine as they made their way back home.