Tessara gulps and pretends to look the other way as Vogrok glares at party. "Just what was that!? Giant gourd-plants that spit some kind of venom? And this is after the rats and the snakes behaving oddly... what on earth is going on around here? Oh, Giggles! You're hurt!" Her attention turns to the diminutive now-ringleader and she kneels to help him scrape off the goop as gingerly as she can.