Genevieve smiled. “I should think that a bachelorette party would be frowned upon for a second marriage, no?” But then she shrugged. “I suppose I’ve never done things the correct way. But, no, I do not make it a habit to taunt monsters.” Although if she could find an orator to tutor her, perhaps then she could simply tell them to go away. Or perhaps to go destroy another district; she was quite tired of tossing gil into the repairs of her home and business.
Her attention turned to Aspel, immediately frowning. “You need a proper healer. Or a potion.” Her tone made it clear she would not take no for an answer on this.
“Fine as the day is long.” Came a brief rebuttal to Mag’s inquiry though the slick sheen starting to coat her armor may dictate otherwise. Though it wouldn’t take much to have her attention quickly turning again. “And I the other half.” Aspel tacked on with a faint smile lingering across her lips. Though a fluid filled cough would be quick to follow the words as a hand raised up to cover her mouth. Shifting her grip on the hammer, eyes scanned the area around them. “We will not be able to stand about for long.” A glance at Mag was offered, an obvious indication that they’d need to be careful going forth.
Then came Vivi chiming in and the smith simply had to quirk a brow. “I will be fine.” The words were an attempt at reassurance, though… Aspel had a sneaking suspicion that this wouldn’t be the end of it at all.