[i]"O...okay. Thank you. For not killing me on sight, when I was vulnerable... You are not like many that I have met."[/i] [b]Under her helm, she smiles. Adella rises, grabbing her blades. They have shrunk as well. She looks up at you.[/b] [i]"I won't need these, atleast not for the time-being... Would you like them?"[/i] [b]She seems willing to give them up.[/b]