Mary frowned, both at the pun and the trail. She dropped to her knee, touching it out of instinct to confirm it being fresh. But she didn't like this one bit. It definitely smells of a trap. As Saori went on ahead she moved with her, not too close but not too far, ready for a sneak attack but cautious enough not to carelessly drag Saori into it as well.

She readied a Clone as they went, switching flanks off of Saori with it a few times to confuse which was the real one.