"I am not sure of anything any more Tristan..my mind...it's not focusing well right now.." She does not speak of the nagging burning in every point of entrance that the rings bored through her flesh, she does not speak of the burning of her lip whenever the bar piercing her tongue brushes it when she speaks. "I don't know how my mind will be effected being raped by...by it. I don't know how my mind will be effected having pure evil growing in my body...but I do know that if we can kill one elven spawn then my death will be worth it..no matter if my people could heal my mind."<br/><br/>She smiles almost sadly, strangely with what she knew she and Tristan was facing her death did not bother her, she longed for it simply because she knew that would be the easy way. "Besides, my people would not bother wasting energy to heal the female who so put the world in jeoparady."