Wrath stares down at one of the dolls. He pretends to drop an item in his hand so he can lean down to fetch it and then have a closer look at the burlap doll at his feet. Nothing in all his centuries has been quite like this item- creature (?) that he sees.

"It feels entirely dead to me, which is strange given it's a burlap doll. No life should have ever been apart of it, and there's a... residue of magic."

He stands again and then glances at Fei. "If we covered you, would you be able to cut some of its burlap? It may be important to study later."

She does appear to be the shortest among them.