*Catches the apple Nasas tossed and nods in thanks, tucking it somewhere in her pants' deep and numerous pockets. Watches Rag limping. Sees Nictos, also injured and sighs.*

I just know I am going to regret this later. Last time with demons...ugh.

*Uneasy with the armed escort, she still managed an impassive air until back aboard the ship. The crew seemed competent and the captain fair. Rag and Nictos limping about still bothered her. Unable to stand it any more, she retrieved the apple and cut it in half, offering part to Rag and part to Nictos.*

There. Now would you two please eat them and stop hobbling about like the undead? Chee.

*Covering her anxiousness with a veneer of annoyed exasperation, the young woman stood, hip cocked and head tilted, hands extended with the apple halves.*

Please let me help you. Please let me help you...
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I exist as Diana, develop Proserpina, and accept Hekate. I am complete.