Seira gasped, and shook her head, covering her mouth with her gloved fingers. "Sarah! I remember you... Off course me and Frey are still traveling together... I'd never abandon Master... But he's not well." she turned sideways to her, with ease picking up the unconscious body and stepping further back to hide from any light that could possibly touch her figure. "I've been getting food for him for weeks already... He was shot... But he's not healing. He doesn't even want to eat what I get him."<br/><br/>Her memory searched further for this woman. Sarah... "You were good at healing, were you not?" she inquired, hanging her prey over her shoulders as she stepped into a pose, ready to jump. Her eyes were flashing from one of those women to another and back again. Sarah was clear in her memories - a kind Soul-eater, surprisingly gentle even towards humans. Frey didn't mind her, but as always, Master spoke little - about her, and to her, to.<br/><br/>Who was this other girl, she had no clue about.