Snippet #2103216

Palmira looked round at Garll again, taking a deep breath. It was painful to do so. She did her best not to make that obvious however.

"I'm perfectly calm. I'm as calm as I can be in the circumstances, but it's not exactly easy. Now I'm trying not to judge you on this. I'm trying not to let what just happened colour my judgment of you. It might have not been your fault what you did. That being said, you're not exactly the wronged party and I deeply resent people behaving as if you are. You are not poor, unfortunate demon. In this instance, you are lucky. You are lucky you were not badly harmed by the Hunters. You are lucky someone was there to try and stop you. You are lucky neither me nor Darc inflicted any potentially lethal injuries on you, and you are lucky that you did not kill anyone. In this instance, you got off very lightly and you should be grateful." Palmira stated calmly, holding onto her ribs and beginning to cough again.

"I'm not exactly feeling like fortune is smiling on me right now, and getting a charming little display of 'We don't care!' from other individuals is not really helping that....especially when I might've just saved them from being eaten by you. But whatever. I'm going to get on with finding somewhere for us to go."