She pulls away from his arm, mostly out of reflex, upon sensing his aura, then flinches, knowing it was rude, after all the good he's done for her. When he finishes, she stares at him. "You... cleansed it? That's... that's not<em>possible,</em>" she says, quietly. "We tried for centuries, to no avail, and... and.. we..." She starts to look ready to cry again. "We didn't even<em>kill</em>it, did we?"