Svala, or rather, the fragment inhabiting her, glares at Draiss as he offers the energy fragment, as if it were the mutilated carcass of a baby, being offered to a man who hasn't eaten for a week; disgust, mixed with eager hunger. "This can't be 'cleansed'. It's akin to transforming it into something a mortal could consume and gain nourishment. It's not possible. It's too different, too far changed."