Allana was skipping around the cathedral almost as if she was half-mad. She wasn't though, this was how she usually was. The woman's long blonde hair and stunning blue eyes shined even in the candlelight and she seemed to be....singing. Despite the situation, the tune was a happy one, one speaking of love and friendship. Finally she returned to the necromancer slightly winded, plopping down onto his lap as he knelt and prayed, seemingly unconcerned that they were about to partake in combat.<br/><br/>"So when all this is over, may we have toffee? It would be ever-so-upsetting if we did all this work and there was no candy. The people...we have to make sure they will be alright though because well, daddy's armies just don't seem to care. I care though."