"Then they would have complained about me making decisions that effect them without consulting them, and more rightfully so than their complaints about this. Kammy is in a bad mood because she hasn't had the chance to be evil lately, and getting beaten down without the opponent either killing or raping her goes against what a millennia of existing in the Abyss has taught her."<br/><br/>He leaned against Jashah, the basic shield staying up, but it was clear he was relaxing as they worked, and it was just as obvious that it was a relief, even if it was only temporary. "And most adventurers have similar wounds, though few as prolific or deep as mine. One gets used to it after a while, and it feels stranger to not be in pain than in it. Amazing thing, the mind, it can adapt to anything that doesn't utterly destroy it. Yes, I know that isn't healthy, but it happens to nearly everyone not of influence on the other planes. Just as well your people isolated themselves, you would have destroyed yourselves trying to help everyone.<br/><br/>And just as well it is shoulder to hip. If it had hit the heart or head, I would have stopped caring or died, respectively. Should have seen Cerulean before I helped her."<br/><br/>He reached up and rubbed Jashah's back once, before relaxing and letting them work. He knew they were uncomfortable with overt displays of affection, so tried to limit it.