Illiana’s eyes moved over the faces of those gathered around her.  If her cheeks weren’t concealed behind a sheet of gore, they probably would have noticed the young woman blushing rather brightly.  She opened her mouth to speak, to offer an excuse about her nudity, but she heard the familiar voice of her mentor and moved towards him.<br/><br/>“Tarion...”   She whispered his name as the woolen cloak was draped over her nude form, and then the woman leaned against him.  Her plasma rifle clattered to the floor, but she kept the man’s sword in one hand, while the other arm wrapped tightly around her mentor.  How tempting it was to break down into tears in his arms, but, she could imagine the negative affect it would have on the grizzled warrior.  “Yes, but I’m a lot tougher then I look...  I’ll be fine.”<br/><br/>“Please don’t blame yourself, its noone’s fault but the Plains Lizard and it won’t have the chance to harm another again.”  She tried to keep up the appearance of strength, she would have time to mourn for her lost virginity later, when her mourning wouldn’t harm those she cared about.  She allowed her eyes to move to the girl for a moment, without breaking free of Tarion’s grasp she spoke.<br/><br/>“Are you alright?”