Bellalalalalinda is content to chase fire giants. Once she would have said such things didn't exist, but she's seen giants now, and boy are they big. She happily acquiesces to the plan.
She needs to sit down, but since Whistler has been carrying her for much of the trip, she is not that tired. She isn't interested in drinks, but instead sits on the top of the stair, looking down at the tavern occupants from a heat height. Most would think that this was a choice of a little person, experiencing a different perspective, and they would normally be right. But not tonight. Tonight, Bell is really keeping an eye on the corridor to her right, watching Red Roco's door, to see if he emerges sleepwalking in the night. She will maintain this vigil as long as she is able.
