Don't think Karis doesn't notice that he's hovering out of reach. Boot-range. Whatever. She's used to people giving her a wide berth - well, at least people who aren't Forsaken, anyway. Comes with the territory of being a hideous monstrosity, etc. She lifts the haft of her halberd just slightly, tapping her pauldron in an odd little tattoo - sounds a bit like a military beat, really. It's not loud, either. Just a little "ting ting ting", wood against metal.

"...guess so. Be nice to know if they portend sudden death to all who venture beyond them or something. That crap never ends well, lemme tell you. First you get spirits and angry animal gods and then everything goes to shit really fast."

And then you have to fight off waves of angry jungle trolls. Which isn't too bad, but after a while, your arms start to get tired from all the swinging. She shoots the Doctor a look. One that asks why he cares so much about semi-sentient life. Why he cares so much at all. But she actually says something like this, "I just want to get this over with so we can get back to kicking the Ohm in the teeth. Or teeth equivalent."