Marguerite had been busy trying to get her sheep back to the hut though last night she noticed her hut boy was nowhere to be found. She hoped he was fine though this morning with the turning up of Kaz's mutilated body brought her to shake her head in mourning. Kaz may have tried to burn down her hut but he was a good neighbor to have. She comforted Josi, stroking her hair as she looked to the other villagers, "Rhapsody, why change your vote to Saff's in Trieste? Interesting to see that vote go to her side though we cannot let paranoia go over us," she commented, shrugging her shoulders as she went to put her vote for Kipoc because he would look good in a cowboy boots, tiny pants and the star on his pants and nothing else. What? She could not help eyeing men and women, though she worried for the safe return of her hut boy.