She dropped that Goblin and picked up her sword like I told her to do, though I felt a reluctance in releasing her little meal. It made me narrow my eyes a bit, but I ignored it for the time being. I sent her after the little green prick that was trying to run away. It was comical, really, watching it stumble backwards and scream in a high pitched voice while Rose moved toward him at a quick trot. She had no need to run after the thing, he was tangling himself up in fear.