Mynxa was panting. Sweat beads trickling down her skin. Expecially noticable on her face and the back of her neck and shoulderst that were revealed by the flowing hair falling over her shoulders. Shielding her face on both sides from the sun. She saw or rather...felt his prescence get down to her level. She was exhausted. To say she was withered was putting it lightly and gently.<br/><br/>She hears her name and looks up at him. Tilting her head weakly to the side. Then places a hand to check if he was alright. He was. She smiles and pats his cheek. Then using some of her last shreds of energy she wraps her arms around his neck. Burying her face in his shoulder. Before looking up and talking. Atlantian words spilling from her lips. Her worry and caring fear for his safety was evident in her tone and rapid speaking.<br/><br/>"Okay tua! Benedicam dominum! Ego cavi te Non potui mihi non sit? Non potui tantum permitte amici salvatoris occisi Felicem me! Noli timere nec odio me." (Translation: Your okay! Thank the lord! I was worried about you! I couldn't let myself fail! I couldn't allow my only friend and savior to be killed! I am so happy! Please don't hate or fear me!) She had soft crystaline tears trickling down her face. "Tuta. Nam gaudeo." (Translation: Your safe. For that I am glad.)<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">His first mate, Jacob, walks over. "Cap'n. Ye are safe and alive. Ye little lady here saved ye and all of ye crew life there. Used some sorta magical power stuff. Started talking in some weird tongue. Stopped ye from a bullet to the brain." he says. "If ye believe her safe...me and ye crew all will too."</span>