She whips around when she hears people running up to her, but she stops well short of going on the attack when she sees who it is.

"Let it get away! I hope it gets hit by lightning! I hope Sandy Marko eats it or something!" Venus shakes a petulant fist in the general direction of the goose, as much for comedy as out of anger at this point, as if she were part of a laugh-tracked routine rather than in real life.

Finally she turns back to Dave and Feferi, pressing her gloved fingers over the cut on her face. It's deep, oozing blood that seems more purplish than anything else. She may as well she rubbing away mud for as much pain as she seems to be in. It's a flesh wound, and she dismisses it easily.

"Hey Dave. Who's your friend?"