Vinadine smiled for her gentleman companion, trying to hold onto the smile for the demoness as she turned to once more gaze at her, though inside she felt even more worry and dread over the thing, or rather its 'elderly' mistress. She clenched at the head reactionally as Lennart spoke of it, looking down at those voiceless lips, those eyes filled with desire to talk.. or well she didn't know, but she wanted to, for some reason.<br/><br/>“Umm, yes.. the head.. I really have no idea what to do with poor Norb here, sorta just.. got thrown at me” Vina smiled at it, taking a good look as she rolled it around, having it face up at her. As disgusting and foul it was, its situation merited a smile from her.<i> I can't begin to understand you, weakling.. compassion for this, its nothing but a tool, a monsters toy used to kill, just like you, if only you would use what you have</i>. Hmm, use what she had, the power to kill vermin like that rat, she didn't think so. “But yes, id really like t.. uhh, no need to now..?”<br/><br/>Vinadine glanced up as the strange rogue appeared behind the demoness, a sense of relief passing through her rattled bones, looking past him to look for the doll-like priestess from before.<br/><br/>“you sort of forgot this.. rogue, I have yet to know your name still though” she lifted the head a bit, extending her hands as if to pass it over.<i>Thank the rotting corpses this crap is over, perhaps you'll stop moping around like a girl now? Ah what am I saying, of course not</i>. She paid now heed to the voice inside, she wished she could sort of mute it as it did her, or at least tell it to shut up. Hmm perhaps not, in case it came back.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>