damn right

His words made her nearly have second thoughts. Nearly. The idea of taking something that could frighten Valen was... hm... less than appealing. But the feeling-like-a-god part was, and the gamble itself was... intriguing. She scrunched her nose thoughtfully. Yeah she'd still do it.

The mention of Dione perked her ears up. Dione did this stuff? Well that explained a lot, and might explain the odd plants growing outside her old den... the question was were these feeling-like-a-god herbs or scared-shitless herbs? "There's some plants I don't recognize growing outside of her old den... Maybe she was in too much a hurry to get out of here to grab what she'd left there," she ventured, kicking absently at the dead coyote as though kicking at the absent green witch.

Her expression went merely thoughtful to speculative - bordering on suspicious - as she moved her gaze to him. He wouldn't deliberately give her anything that would mess her up just to get back at her for Rhythm, would he? Well, she was one of his few warriors, and the mother of his kids so surely he wouldn't do anything that would seriously harm her but... She shrugged internally. If he did, good for him. She was the last person to protest getting a bit of your own back in a prank, and she would not escalate it if he pulled something, cross her heart. Maybe.

"Want to go check it out and see if they're ones you recognize?" she continued. Her suspicions had already faded away into the realm of doesn't matter anyway and she was ready to give this a try. So, tail wagging, she started in the general direction before looking coyly back over her shoulder at him. "You planning on coming or what?"