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"If you think it's for the best," she says, her voice breathy and hushed. For a moment she has to remind herself to breathe-- the stress of the situation has robbed her of the ability to breathe normally. "Lead the way," she adds, reliquishing the vague leadership she had over the hunt-- as she was here first. Reek is the real leader, and she prefers to follow commands. She stares at him, giving him a small smile, before waiting for him to lead her into battle. For a moment, she thinks to pray for luck-- but can't for the life of her find a god to pray to. Whatever, she thinks, there are no gods here anyway.