Neff nodded, "I will be glad to help..." He chuckled, then though seriously about it, "I wont eat you...though I can't remember the last time I've eaten..."<br/>Neff waved this away and finally remembered the bow.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">That's good, the doll is keeping you slightly anchored.</span><br/>He pulled out the weapon, nearly three heads taller than he, and, by the standards of any normal sized opponent, unusable. He supposed only HighBreed could draw back the string, what with their monstrous strength, but otherwise he remained the only one who could make her sing. Next came the quiver, filled with a handful of arrows the size of small javelins. He liked to call the collective weaponry the Mortar, he remembered someone talking about it, excitedly pointing to a book while her mirror image frowned in disapproval.<br/>Neff had been standing there, lost in his thoughts, trying to hold onto his memories, for a few moments, before shaking himself and slinging the quiver over a shoulder, pulling the bowstring over his head, and staring down at Prometheus.<br/>It took him a moment to remember the name, nevertheless the reason it was here, and he kneeled down, holding out a hand, "Alright, Just tell me where to go, yeah? You can ride on my shoulder."<br/><br/>Celris watched this, mouth agape with soundless outrage.  She started growling around the death of the offensive Alune, and as he shouted out to the Alune, she strode forward, claws out, ready to mar the HighBreed, metal body or not.<br/>"So close...so<span style="font-style: italic">close</span>..." It subsided into that chant, of which Oz caught a couple words, but this was a different story, he felt. "...bow... ...the house from... ...usurpers..."<br/><br/>Oz admonished her, "This might be their plan, stall us here, tending to your home politics rather than moving through with our job."<br/>Celris growled, "It's working."<br/>"You HighBreed, you've started a war,congratulations. You know what would really burn us? Leaving us alone to die in the war 'we' started."<br/>Oz shook his head, merely watching and keeping his weapon at ready.