"Sister... Superior..." Miriel repeated the woman's name, more because she wasn't sure what else to say. She definitely found herself more than a little unnerved at the woman's cool demeanor, especially given the horrible ordeal she had just been through! A little bit of sympathy would have certainly be appreciated, but Miriel knew as well as anyone else that such things were a luxury many couldn't afford in the shadows of so much decadence and decay.<br/><br/>At least they had given her a cloak.. it was nice to have a reprieve from the stinging rain, given that her clothing was mostly tattered from the beast's rapacious assault. But.. that beast had been a man...<br/><br/>She found herself hurrying to catch up to the three women, "Wait! Please! Was that really Neville? Or do you mean it took his form? And does that mean he is dead, even if that wasn't him?" she hadn't been too close to the man, they were more rivals than anything, but she still didn't want to think that he had been murdered in such a grisly fashion.