Emma<br/><br/>Her leg still hurt like hell, that much was obvious, but at least the bleeding stopped. Emma wasn't sure if she could walk on it or not. "Can you walk?" Emma asked, the Mercenary struggling to her feet, using her scythe as a walking stick.<br/><br/>"I... I think..." Hobbling in the direction of the mansion, she tried to at least retain that demeanor of dignity.<br/><br/>"Shit, at this rate, it'll take you six hours to get there. We don't have that kind of time. Yuna, fly ahead of us and search out problems. I'll take Erizen and get her to the mansion. Just make sure you get there also." Emma advanced on Erizen and scooped her in her arms, bracing her head and legs. Without the added deadweight of the bear trap, she was a little lighter, giving Emma a bit of a speed boost in her stride. "Put your arm around my neck, take the stress of my back." Emma ordered, the red-dressed woman's arm snaking around her neck. "Good, now hold on." Emma took off in a brisk jog towards the mansion, careful not to bobble her too much.<br/><br/>Erizen<br/><br/>As Erizen tucked her scythe into her body, ready for the ride, her thoughts drifted to what was said on the plane. "<em>I'm going to rip off your head and shove it so far up your ass, you'll be able to give yourself a colonoscopy!</em>" Emma's words ringing in her ears. So many hurtful things were said on both sides, and here Emma was, helping her. It made no sense. She either was naive enough to believe she could change Erizen so quickly, or she was so full of honor she couldn't let her die such a death, she couldn't tell which. "<em>I swear to god, woman! I will tear off all your limbs, rearrange your face, make your internal organs your external organs, and turn you into a bad Picasso!</em>" The words continued, bouncing about her head.<br/><br/>The more she thought, the more confused she became. Nothing, but nothing on this crazy fucking world made a lick of sense, and it was starting to become grating.<br/><br/>"Emma..." Erizen began.<br/><br/>"What did I tell you? Not a word." She answered in that same hard stare. She couldn't decide if Emma wouldn't let her talk in case she badmouthed her again, or if she just didn't want to hear her say thank you. "If I hear a word out of you before we get to the mansion, I'm throwing you off the nearest cliff." Nodding slowly, Erizen went quiet.