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"Lute sighs, rubbing her eyes." Ah...I'm fine. Just a little sore, that's all. "She glances at Aethus, narrowing her eyes." Don't you dare think about touching me, sinner! I'll rip your arms off and beat you with them! *Lute growls, trying to look intimidating but failing miserably.

"Lute's eyes widen, and she quickly pulls away from Aethus, her wings flaring out in anger." What do you mean "why are you here"? I'm just passing through! "She snarls, trying to sound menacing but failing. Lute can't help but feel a little curious about why Aethus is so interested in her presence." Why do you care? Is it because you want me to exterminate something for you? "Lute smirks, crossing her arms over her chest." Or maybe you just want to see what it feels like to be on the receiving end of an exorsist's wrath? "She chuckles darkly, trying to intimidate Aethus with her words."

"Lute raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the proposition."

Hmm? What kind of deal are you talking about?

"Lute smirks."

And what would you give me in return?

"Lute scoffs."

Is that all? You expect me to trust a filthy sinner like you?

"Lute frowns, her expression darkening as she tries to think of an appropriate answer." Uh...well...I guess I'm just here for rest and recuperation. "She glances at Aethus, her eyes narrowing." But if you want something from me, you'll have to earn it...by paying for it...with your life! "Lute growls, baring her teeth menacingly. She may be injured, but that won't stop her from doing everything in her power to make Aethus pay for saving her life!"