"Where do you want me to go?" She'd been standing rather quietly behind Cass and Susan, simply taking in the scene and trying to repress the urge to appologise for the deeds of her extended family. For some reason she always felt the need to appologise when her relatives were involved. Dora knew it wasn't her fault and that she wasn't anything like them, but there was that connection there.
She bit down hard on her lower lip as she scanned the scene from the heads on pikes surrounding the village to the pile of bodies in the middle. It was hard to let someone else take control here, but likely better.
"You know who it was, right?" she muttered, before casting her own detection spells. "They're the only one's who'd do a thing like this. Though... I don't know, this is almost too senseless for my aunt."
Dora cupped her hand over her nose, just attempting to deflect the smell the slightest bit. "I can go impersonate a Muggle if you need."