Rya caught wind of a familiar scent and she turned towards the door; excited to see the Tarnished champion she had grown close to, and yet confused for why they had come to this room. "Brave Tarnished, what is your business here? I'm afraid this is not a guest room. What's that peculiar look upon your face?" She gasped, feeling her heart skip a beat and a pit form in her stomach. She took a step back, awaiting the disgust that was sure to come. Her voice became a hushed, nervous whisper. "Goodness, am I still a serpent? Oh, how dreadful... How dreadful indeed..."