[Grumble grumble, indeed. Though, due to her lack of giving a place upon leaving, and her own mistake of falling asleep, it took a bit longer to track down the other prisoner than Lambda had hoped. Well... Way longer. But after nightfall passes and Mokou starts ranting to herself, she can enjoy what looks like a small gold butterfly landing on her knee. Flittering a bit. Floating off.]
[Then exploding into a bunch more butterflies, and there you have your witch.] Sorry about that~! ♪ I... fell into a bit of a problem.