Elle tucked away the flask of Holy Water, noticeably a little more relaxed than when she first saw Anya. It was never a good thing to see demons prancing about wearing your friends’ meat.
“Lucifer won - That’s what happened.” In spite of her extreme gratefulness regarding Anya’s reappearance, Elle still managed to sound a little rough and grumpy. She reached for her knife, careful to only grab the hilt since metals were such good conductors for electricity. She wasn’t in the mood to get a giant shock. “You’ll want to go ahead and give yourself a little slice.” Her expression softened slightly at Anya’s inquiries regarding Xander.
“He’s a great leader, actually. A great person.” She gave a sharp nod.