Anya tilted her head at his use of the word marvels and nodded her head as he thanked her.  She felt him shudder under her stitches as she continued to stitch up the rest of the injuries that the nanites wouldn't fix.  She knew they had limited capability and she was also casting a spell.  She had kept quiet as he spoke because not all spells had to be spoken but some could be thought.  It would help with the extra healing as she casted.<br/><br/>She tilted her head curious that he had heard of demons at all.  She listened to his story and then shook her head slightly.  She wasn't sure if he was telling the truth or not but he certainly seemed as if he had a death wish.  When the spell was over, Anya spoke up.  "They were already on my list in all honesty.  I warded against them because I knew that they were going to come through at some point.  I just didn't know when, where, why, or how.  It's interesting that you made them mad.  Do you have a certain deathwish I should know about?"<br/><br/>She tilted her heads slightly " They fear the power of my people but it tends to be in groups.  A lone elf can only do so much.  However, I am a strong elf and have been here long enough to leave a few tricks and traps around.  I will continue to patch you until you are well.  It shouldn't take too long."  She washed her hands in the basin before looking back at him again.  "Why would you have put yourself in such a situation?"<br/>