Cal leans down and puts a hand on Pavel's bubble.

Cal: Master Morena, please be cautious. She may be unsafe to touch.

Pavel looks unsure. Then pulls his hand back slightly.

Pavel: But...

The little girl looks hurt. She addresses the group.

Little Cheth: My name is Evabelle Babbit. YES, I'm a Fata Morgana. NO, I'm not like the Fata Morgana that you know. Touching me can't hurt you, I promise.

She gestures, looking solemn.

Evabelle: Cheth asked me to guide you because I'm the only one who knows the way by heart. I'm not trying to trick you. I'm just trying to help you.

Cal puts a finger to his beard.

Cal: You swear you mean us no harm, Miss Babbit? Miss Katja isn't growling at you...

Indeed, Katja watches on, still and quiet.

Evabelle leans forward as Pavel watches on. Phaedra is behind Evabelle, silent.

Evabelle: NONE! I swear! Really! We can leave right now, you can go back to your ship and I can go back to sleep!

Phaedra leans down, her face half-transparent and threatening. Evabelle is startled.

Phaedra: I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL YOU ANSWER MY QUESTIONS.

Evabelle looks back, unimpressed. She begins to walk back toward the statue, her feet splashing.

Evabelle: You know what?