Aevala was happy to see the furry beast again, glad that she wasn’t the only one still giving the chance. In her moment looking towards her returned comrade, the dagger bit into her flesh. She angrily snarled at the man’s futile attempts to escape as she and Kalaj brought down the bald priest. Once the murderer was faced down in the grass, Aevala gave his head a hard-smack in vengeance for stabbing her.<br/><br/>As Dingo arrived smartly with rope, Aevala took her leave of the man, limping for only a few feet until Thalealius placed his hands on her thigh. It startled her for a moment until she saw the light and was more than willing to allow him to touch her thigh as long it took. As he removed his hands, she smiled and flexed her leg in approval. “Thank you,” she replied and frowned, looking at the decent hole her riding leathers, something she would surely have to mend later.<br/><br/>She sighed and turned to look at Dingo and the others as the masked lady approached, inquiring about possible gains to be had from the murderer. Aevala shrugged, “Not that I’ve found, but I didn’t go rummaging through his pockets yet.”