[ Alarm at being grabbed is quickly replaced with gratitude, and she whistles as the random tavern-dweller crashes in the ground past them. Looking to her temporary new best friend, she does rather the opposite of staying wary. Should she be taking more care? Absolutely, it's not like she's a fighter in any proper sense of the word. ]
But you're doing a better job of it than I am! [ It's absolutely shameless, yes, but there she is beckoning him to come with her towards the exit. ] C'mon, you can be on me guard.
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But you're doing a better job of it than I am! [ It's absolutely shameless, yes, but there she is beckoning him to come with her towards the exit. ] C'mon, you can be on me guard.