Delaena frowned. "You can't stay here. The priestesses... Well, we're less violent than the others. We aren't monsters, but we are... vicious. Heartless, sometimes. I've watched women tear rabid animals apart with their bare hands. A man would be even better prey. They aren't as tolerant. Even some of my order have a thirst for blood. I fight, but I don't... I don't hunt. And there are huntresses that would decorate their homes with your heads." Her voice was barely above a murmur, and deadly serious. "You need to leave, as soon as you can."<br/><br/>She sighed and pressed her and to her forehead. Suddenly, she looked back up at him. "You could stay with me. At my temple, I'm the only priestess that serves at that one, meaning I house whom I wish. It's safe there, it's sanctuary. I can't offer a place to the others, it's nowhere near large enough, and to be frank I don't trust them, but if you wanted..." she trailed off. She felt incredibly foolish right now. Inviting a man to stay with her? The way he took care of the crew, she couldn't imagine him abandoning them. "Well, if not, you're welcome there any time." She pressed her hands to the ground and tried to absorb its strength, its warmth. It worked, a little, but slowly. She swallowed hard, hoping to get out of there before one of the bloodthirsty huntresses found the place.