it takes her a few minutes, but she manages to fight off one of her siblings with her vessel only sustaining a few mild lacerations. it had been through much worse. she dusts herself off though her hands and clothes remain clean. an entirely human behavior that had rubbed off on her. ❝ sorry about that… you were saying? – need an angel blade, perchance? ❞
“only since they will no longer have use of one.” he would have taken it anyways, but the offer – for what it was – happened to cause him to grin. it lasted for a moment… maybe two before it faded. “not that it matters anyways – angel blades are quite… handy to have these days.”