"Oh?" the succubus asks, as the roses start to bloom around her, squealing in surprise, as they suddenly engulf her, the thorns driving into her skin, and squeezing the blood out of her.<br/><br/>The angel smiles pleasantly, and gives Diadra a warm hug. "Agreed," she says, lifting Diadra into her arms, and whisking them away across the fields, until the thorny monument was only a speck in the distance. "Much better. Is there anything you'd like to talk about, to soothe your mind?"