<em>The red-haired beauty smiles lightly, tilting her head to the side as she continues to let the magic knit together her wounds.<br/><br/>"It could have just kept screaming like that, and slowly worn me down to the point where I'd have no strength left at all, and then torn me limb from limb while I lay helpless. And I've taken worse before. Not very often, but commonly enough that feeling this beat up is nothing new, really. Besides, from what you've said, I think this was just the warm up for round two."<br/><br/>The knight reaches out and lightly strokes the nymph's hair.<br/><br/>"Listen, you aren't a monster, and you aren't the cause of this. Whoever made you into what you are is both of those things, though, and I intend to remove her from the face of Toril to prevent her from doing this again."<br/><br/>She trails her hand down to the spellcaster's shoulder and squeezes it lightly.<br/><br/>"You're welcome, but this is the kind of thing I do. Knight errant and all. You don't really need to thank me."</em>