Damion would nod without saying a word, and take his blade from her. He would pull a small kit out of his travel kit, and he would sit down to clean his blade of the blood that was now dripping off the steel. "Well, that was a rather short battle... most of them are... Either you kill them fast, or they kill you faster..." He would look up at her, wondering how she was taking her killing of the rather large creature. How many actual bleeding creatures had she killed before now, anyway? "You did pretty well."