She begins to wonder to herself how she got herself into this terrible mess. Wasn't she a good priestess? She had always tried her best to follow the precepts of her religion, to help her fellow man, and...and look where she was now. Did she bring this on herself? Maybe she wasn't as good as she thought she was, maybe...she doesn't know what to think now. Unfortunately she's given a long time to stew up here on her chilly ledge, naked and covered in goblin seed, likely dry now by this point, the priestess probably looking like hell at the moment. She's almost grateful when the dragon retrieves her, even as she's unceremoniously dumped onto the pile of treasure, almost like she had become another addition to the dragon's collection. She shakes her head, clearing her thoughts after her little ride, rubbing her arms and legs to try and drive some of the chill away.<br/>"yes....yes, I'm happy. They...hurt me, they hurt me bad and they hurt other girls too. I-I'm glad they won't hurt anyone anymore." she says, surprised at her own words, but they're the simple truth.