"Honestly ... I rather thought the ringmaster was punishing you for something, at first. Trying to get the animals to gore you. That someone made that - on purpose - hrm." He shook his head, "It had to have been an Orlesian. No one else has such gaudy tastes."

He glanced over at his Warden companions, allowing his tone to become slightly sheepish. "I do apologize for arriving so late, so we could not formulate a more solid plan. I was ... sadly, tied up. I am rather impressed, Inessa, that you managed to convince the Circus to let us in to begin with." His lips twisted, "Just what did you threaten to do to them?"