Ellana is far from looking sheepish. It's simple: either they spend five minutes staring down a snake or they spend five minutes sitting there while someone sucks the venom out of someone else's leg. Seeing as they're walking around blindly, hoping to stumble across signs of a people who aren't even expecting them, this is hardly wasted time.

Besides, how do they know Flemeth can't turn into a snake? Checkmate, friends.

She doesn't speak, but she does move forward, her staff doubling as a walking stick as she approaches the trail marker.