[PM decides not to object to being picked up. After all, standing was very difficult, and the floor is moving around far too much. She isn't ready to try it on her own.] Yes, yes, I remember. Your party, and the mail. Normal, silly things. But I was also fighting the Slayer... I had blood on me.
[She stares at her hands, which tremble violently but otherwise are as clean as they were mere moments ago.]
I need to go home. Right now. Venom, we need to leave now.