Too Early for This

Mimora watched as the large man appeared to have some sort of internal struggle. It was all over his face, an ability she had lost a long time ago. She took the cup from the man, reattaching it to her hip for later use. She only gave a nod when he thanked her and took his hand once he offered it. "By back to the others do you mean to help fight the thing or to all the people who arrived?" She asked. She would rather face the monster than deal with the crowd of people, honestly. People were such a pain. mimora the lily of the water