[She was tired. So much thinking and planning. Her main skill, while not completely useless here, had taken a big blow. She couldn't handle most metals and other monsters were stronger. Her main output for helping out was gone.

But she wasn't going to mention that. That was her own problem, one she'd clutch close to her chest instead of bothering Jean about it.]

No, it itches. But nothing can be done about that. I was given some ointment from the Coven but it doesn't work through the shell...

Thanks for checking it. Trucy worried the last time I asked her.

[It was nice having someone who wouldn't freak out at a little blood around.]