Gilda fell back into the sand, face first as the corpse fell in her direction. Her hand were still firmly gripping onto the noose as she sat back up, spat out the sand from her mouth, and looked at the corpse that laid before her and Lorencio. "Nice work, Lorencio," she commented but at the same time, he did tackle to him on all fours and that nagged her mind a bit, who would go on all fours to tackle someone like a hyena or an animal? She removed the noose she made out of her hood as she began to flatten it on wit her hands with the cloak resting on her knees.