Larksong Grotto death blossom

She was frustrated by his cowering even as it made her feel strangely empowered. Mostly, she just realized that there was no way she could leave this guy on his own. Not for a while, at least. Especially not when he began begging her - there was a broken quality to his voice that she found both endearing and repugnant.

"Okay," she said uncomfortably, feeling a bit like she was being bullied into this but seeing no way out, either. "Okay, fine, but you have to stop acting so weird. I'm not going to hurt you or anything." She shifted awkwardly, not sure what to do with herself if she wasn't going to go on a hunt. Although now relatively certain the man wasn't about to attack her (and, come on, she'd probably win that fight), Easy still wasn't quite sure she should trust him, or that she even wanted to. He seemed like a weirdo - the only thing that kept her around was the possibility that maybe, just maybe he was only acting this way because he was very sick, and Easy was a girl. Girls were supposed to take pity on dumb, sick boys.