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"Not now - please?" Siddie pleaded, looking from Barth to Sammy and back. "If you want to fight later I promise I won't get in the way, but - if something comes and attacks again we shouldn't be distracted." She didn't like seeing people she cared about fighting, though she knew it might make them feel better; but if they fought right now it could be real trouble. She cast an angry glance over at Jericho and Riley, sitting quietly to the side and being no help at all. Or less than no help, possibly.

The nudge at her legs had her looking down. There was a hovering rope and four paw-shaped rainbows in the snow. Oh, an invisible dog - and it wanted her to ... tie a rope to it? Oh, of course. "It wants to help," she told Sammy, and knelt down in the snow, feeling for the invisible dog's neck and chest so she could tie a makeshift harness around it. "Good dog," she told it, and stroked its back before placing the rope in Sammy's hand. The drutten hiding in her hood peeked over her shoulder at the invisidog and chittered.

If Barth couldn't move him either...how were they going to...? The problem seemed to be solved as Christof was nominated Kelpie saviour and Barth became sled propper, which left Amrita to...Hm. Get out of the way? Yes, that seemed like the best option for her. Her exit from the sled put her (what she assumed to be) face to face with an invisible dog.

"Uhh..." She felt uncomfortable, like she was being stared at expectantly by invisible eyes, and it only got worse as she picked up the antlers. The antlers went on her head, only because she couldn't think of anything else to do with it; it seemed to work, as the discomfort of being stared at disappeared, as did the foot prints from Vlad.

Well, whatever. She was rainbow with reigndeer antlers now. Joy.

Shaking her head, she looked down at the puppies, over at Calder, and then shrugged out of her rainbow jacket, holding it out with cold-stiff rainbow hands. "Err, umm, wh-what about this? Think it would help?" And she didn't really need it, really. Without waiting for an answer she moved to the sleepy Kelpie, draping her jacket over him. That was when a particular word registered with her.

"...Engaged?" At least she knew what that meant! It was just...Engaged, while still in school? That was...Huh.

"Err, yes," Barth said, slightly embarrassed. "Siddie and I."

He scratched what he assumed was one of the dog's shoulders.

"Good dogs. Very good. ...Not safe, is it? Hanging around the patch. It looks like this place has been through the wringer."

Sammy immediately looked away from Amrita when she asked about the engaged line. Siddie, Barth, and herself all seemed quiet keen on not going into details on what was happening between them, that train of conversation would die rather quickly like a Cannon Cat in Riley's bedroom.

She latched tight to the rope feeling a slight tug before nodding, "Alright, we follow the dog then." She let Siddie slip around her arm quiet tight as the dog gently tugged them away.

"Stay safe," Barth called after Siddie.

He examined Calder with concern as he stirred awake.

"Jericho put the fire out. Christof was...momentarily distracted. He must have forgotten you were under there," Barth said, looking back at Riley again in irritation.

I don't.. know.. Her voice was halting, hesitant. I don't think so? He never seemed upset at Malodore. Her head turned up to Jericho, and her brow furrowed deep in worry. Both her hands reached up to pat under his muzzle. I am rather inept at social nuances, Jericho. I am unable to ascertain why Christof would act this way about us, but not..

Her face fell in dismay. Perhaps it is time I finally give up my claim on the igor. Calder has encouraged me to try and be his friend, and not his Mistress. It is unwise, in my opinion, but I will try anything, at this point. Better that, than.. whatever this is.

If Christof continued to withhold himself, she was sure he would soon turn violent on her, and she would be forced to put him down. She chuckled at the thought of how angry Barth would be, then.

The hunchback in question, meanwhile, remained oblivious he was being thought about. The Kelpie free of the sled, he brushed himself off, lost in his own thoughts for a good long while before finally glancing to Amrita again. His hands twisted in front of him, eyes darting just over her shoulder for a moment before settling back on her, and his fingers lifted to sign out, "Also-rainbow. Not-hurt-otherwise? Does-snow-clean-up?"

He wanted things to just go back to normal, such as it was. With no.... threats of the school closing. Or things leaping out to either kill them or paint them humiliating colors. And... and quiet. Just lock himself in the tomb and try to see what was still wrong with Chopper and ignore everything else.