Albali's words cause Xarithe to push the addictive qualities of  Kaheksa's healing completely to the back of his mind. "Sira? She shall be fine I can assure you, such a minor bruise will heal up in a moments time." he states having seen the minor damage inflicted first hand. Sira lazily lifts her head at the mention of her name, though ultimately seems content to simply curl around the softening man sized lumps in her middle.<br/><br/>As Albali seemed to be in agreement that they should keep moving Xarithe moves over to stand even closer to the naga, taking a position alongside the bulge that was ambrosia. Kneeling down he places both hands atop the distended scales. Leaning in close to press his lips softly to the naga's flesh he speaks "Ambrosia, dear, we need you outside. the second battle is about to begin, and we require your strength, your skill, and your beauty." the druid speaking softly as he would to a lover "I know it feels heavenly in there, and you may wish to stay.....but please ambrosia we need you....I need you." he whispers offering a slow and thorough rub of his hands to her figure. Both working to gauge how whole she still was, as well as to test the strength, and laxness of the muscles within. "Can you get out on your own?....wiggle backwards? If not, I can help." he states glancing up to the naga. "Where she to lay flat, I can help get you out  with a firm, rolling, full body massage.....it will take some time, but with our combined efforts I've no doubt that it will work. "Although...if your too weak, I can always implement a more direct approach." he suggests glancing to Albali knowing that she would likely not approve of this method, knowing himself that they hardly had the time to spare. "If I must I can offer to go in after you, and drag you out bodily.....though if after hearing me out.....you would rather stay...I of all people shall understand." he finishes placing a firm kiss to the scales where he presumes her forehead to be.<br/><br/>Lifting his head as he awaits a response the druid speaks "Regardless of her decision, we shall make our way to the second barracks, gather up what you wish, settle your stomachs and prepare to move out." he planing to head out, the moment ambrosia was free.