"No worries mister, we were just practicing for our new band" Aneja called out from amongst the trees foliage, she was trying very hard not to split her sides with laughter, "look we even have a geetar" She hadn't failed to notice the orcs instrument, and was curious about it. Before zebulons failed attempt she had luckily enough, after climbing up, she had tied herself to the tree, as the noise had startled her so much she would have fallen out. She was quite amused with the scene. She sat back down on the limb, ensured the grappling hook, and rope were hooked securely onto a thick branch, so the line was clear all the way down to the ground, and resumed sharpening her knives, keeping herself busy, she was a patient person, all the practicing art with her father, and then the experiences with her mentor would help with that.