The gasp could have been better timed, but Devaguea simply nodded and turned back, heading to Nyrissa. He did meet Sydon's eyes, glance backwards, and then tilt his head toward their watchers, before moving to lay beside the nymph, and simply held her hand, using the same speaking technique he used on children and animals to try and keep her calm. "The pain will pass, the discomfort is because your soul is healing. Try to relax and let it happen. You are the toughest woman to stride among the lands, wandering as you did with half a soul for more than ten thousand years. This pain is nothing compared to that. Yours have come to ensure your safety, as have me and mine."<br/><br/>He did keep an eye on her in case the soul fragment from the sword hadn't joined yet, and this was the bitch that had been rampaging across his lands. Devaguea HOPED it wasn't but he knew his luck wasn't that good.