Neverwinter Forest A bad penny always turns up.

She assumed Mal's concern was directed solely towards the stranger stuck in the log, so when he asked if she was okay, she looked at him with confusion at first. What? Oh— she glanced down to her leg. Yeah, I scraped it on the log, she said. I'm fine. her injury wasn't the biggest issue right now, although she appreciated his concern. She opened her mouth to explain, but then the the intruder's muffled voice interrupted her. Her jaw snapped shut and she glared in the direction of the log. 

Uh yeah, there was a weasel thing and I jumped on the log and trapped it, then he pushed me off and killed it, Simmik explained with an eye roll. But before that, I caught him trespassing. Found him at one of our caches. She shook her head. I was going to kick his ass but then the dumb weasel distracted us and now we're here, she finished, tilting her head to the dummy still in the log.