[It was probably not polite to compare a "man" you had just met to what amounted to a dog- even if he was her familiar and a valued companion. Sieglinde decided to leave that for another day... and instead gives a formal nod to both Shuyi and once more to Elias.

He seemed a demon, if she had to guess only by sight. Looking down, she plucked the ring hanging from the chatelaine about her waist, fingers singling out the compass, watching the arrow spin until it pointed straight at Elias. Ah.

No matter now. Whatever method he was using, she could accept it. After all... she was using magic now herself that might not necessarily be... right. She was in no position to speak.]

I will prepare the spell myself- but you are free to do as he says, Miss Suyumkhe.

[She lay a hand on Isengrim's flank, using him as balance as she pulled a wand-like object from her coat, the tip made of chalk that she lay against the floorboards... and began to drag.]

- Thank you, my lord.

[Since the man wouldn't be moving anytime soon... she began to walk a careful circle, the white tip of her wand leaving a chalk line in her wake.]

Give me a few minutes to set up the circle.