Somehow, Wilnomna's comment about the panties she'd inadvertently clutched with both hands snapped the sorceress back into reality. Her face became flushed a dark crimson red as she realized how she'd just been.. staring. Absorbing the whole process of another living being becoming little more than nourishment for a predator. It was .. oddly fascinating. Clearing her throat, she let the archer's undergarments drift to the ground, straightening out her own effects. "Er.. no.. I'm just.. uh.. glad I could assist. Is there aught else we should look to before we continue?"