"Believe me," Alizome sighs, "I'd love for them to stop chewing me and- if they must eat me- just swallow me whole so I can get on with trying to cut their heart out from the inside. They don't seem to want that. The nerve of monsters." Of course Ali would love it even more if she could manage to avoid being eaten by anything she wouldn't bed, but that part didn't need to be discussed openly. Maybe Zorakatra would find a need for a full-time thief/courtesan 'assistant' after this job was done; she could hold that happy hope in her head. Finally subsiding, she lets the healers fuss over her only a little, before waving them off. "I'll be fine, just give me a few minutes. I don't have much magic, but I do have a wand I can use- usually. Make sure everyone else is ready, I'll... well, hopefully be a bit less useless inside the ruins where I have proper shadows to hide in instead of trying to grub in the dirt for a place." More and more she was inclined to think that the great outdoors was not, natively her place. Still, she starts trying to wash the smelly blood out of her armor and clothes, and starts grubbing mud on them to try to give her a little better camouflage out here.<br/><br/>[[Rolled lots dice, burnt 4 charges on my wand without a natural 1, gets me back to full health. Wand has 44 charges remaining.