Well at least she was able to understand him. She kind of figured he'd be dribbling about now, like the others. She was pushed, but didn't really let that bother her. "She's gone. You can't. She'll kill you. Y'know. Again. You can't take her on like this." No one could. Everyone failed. God, how were they supposed to stop her? And though she had tried to help him to her feet, she was pretty much bowled over by his need to get to his sword.
"Jesus Christ.." she muttered, wiping herself off. "She's gone. You can't finish. There's nothing to finish. She'll smoosh you into a tiny thousand pieces, don't you get that?"