The Sunspire quippe

Well! Wasn't this quite the bunch of roses? 
What're we waiting for, then? Let's get outta 'ere. Nose upturned, her gaze is turned back to Germanicus. Stoic as ever, as if nothing had even happened, and it only made her all the more irritated. Lead the way, schmuck. 
And despite her comment, she pushes past him, taking a leap up onto a leering boulder of gneiss. And then, one bossy forepaw is gestured outward. 
Oh, how badly she longed to leave him for dead.