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Faera was doing a little better by the time Beelzes found her, which was to say that she no longer felt like she was going to vomit any second. She was far from functional, but that didn't seem to bother her teacher much, and the deep human slung the dark elf's arm over her shoulders and lifted with her knees. "Up we go. Come on Little Shanir, it's time for bed."

Fae endeavored to assist in the not-so-laborious undertaking of lifting her rather slight self, and managed to get both of her feet under her without excessive difficulty. The march back to the tent that she and her sister shared was more of a rain-soaked shuffle, though, and for once, Fae had to rely on someone else's eyes to get her places instead of her own ears, nose, and hands. "You're... a really good person, you know that?" She told Beelzes with the enthusiasm of one half-lucid but entirely certain. The proclamation was punctuated with a small hiccup and a large smile.

Beelzes regarded her askance before remembering that this wasn't actually going to convey anything and shaking her head good-naturedly. "Sure, sure. Whatever you say Little Shanir. Just keep walking." They were probably about halfway there, right?

"You don't believe me?" Fae sounded somewhat aghast at this, and Beelzes wondered how it was that she could flit from one emotion to the next so quickly when she dragged her feet so slowly. Oh, right, elf. Capricious fey and all that. Hmm... fey Fae. That was a good one. She'd have to find an occasion to use it.

"Of course I believe you, kiddo... oh and here's your tent. Let's get you inside, okay?"

"Mmkay." Faera seemed amenable to this suggestion (though in all honesty she'd probably so to any suggestion at the moment- no, mustn't think like that), and obligingly ducked inside. As soon as she was safely tucked away, Beelzes let fall the tent flap and shook her head again, this time with something that wasn't quite the same.

"Captain's orders. Right."

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Well, that's not normal. Neira thought to herself as the fiery expulsion exited the strange Child. Luckily, she was saved from the stupidity that would have demanded she acquaint herself with the less pleasant properties of the flame (namely the ark-shell-melting kind) by its very cause. Well fine then, even it was. Neira did not much like feeling indebted to other people, but by the same token she was not excessively fond of being owed, so really they were looking at a best-case scenario here.

Well, except for the part where the Child in question disappeared. Having one of those running around freely in the area probably wasn't good for anyone's health, her own included. In the following second, she recognized the rather compromising proximity she had to the commander and also his discomfiture. She let him scramble away with little more than a mischievous grin though; there was a time and place for everything, and this was not it, not at the moment.

Instead, she stood with a great deal more calm, dusted off the robes she wore over her Legion armor, shrugged carelessly, and slung the nearest KO'd civilian over her shoulder in a fireman's carry. She wouldn't be able to manage such a feat with, say, an orc, but this was just a human, and it was a good deal more comfortable than dragging them. "I do love how we accumulate fault for anything. Attacking, being attacked... it's almost as though the allies of the Children don't care who's to blame or something," she contributed with entirely false naivete, rolling red eyes skyward.

Of course, on some level, the same could be said of the Legion; she was not so much a hypocrite as to refuse to see that. Hell, this wasn't even her cause. She didn't much care who ran the world, as long as they left her the hell alone while they screwed it up. But then, with the slaying spells, she doubted very much anyone would just let her be, so here she was. Conscripted, with a mortal nemesis to call her own and a commanding officer she wasn't quite sure what to make of.

Sometimes things sucked. Sometimes they weren't all that bad. But mostly, right now, they were just strange.