Serilla watched the catgirl go before sighing in relief, then slowly began to eat her banana. Slow, small bites as the gentle, sweet magic flowed through her and helped things recover from the...sheer<em>violation</em>she'd been subjected to. And after a few moments, she felt her eyes begin to prickle. She tried to hold back the tears, but after a few moments a sob escaped her throat, and the hot tears began to flow down her cheeks, slowly, then faster as the sobs wracked her body, her shoulders hunching over.<br/><br/>It would go on for several minutes before she finally stopped. And it would be at least half of an hour before she started to move again, adjusting her dress as best she could, and instead of heading west, she headed northeast, inland and farther away from the woman who'd raped her.