Lyrisa. . . Didn't care too much about the woman so she didn't pay too much attention. Her story didn't matter too much as long. She was preparing herself mentally for what was to come. . . As well as the smell. She was just grateful for another sword arm among the group.

"Are you ready?" Asked the Creep with a grin. She noticed his bandages falling off. While she didn't care too much, it would be bad if something happened in the middle of combat. 

"Hey, idiot. Make sure you keep my handiwork in tip-top shape dammit." She said as she fixed up the bandages then slapping him on an uninjured part of his body. "There, good as new." Who says patchwork doesn't work? "Now then, don't get hurt this time." 

"Now then, tell me what you want me to do." A [i]little[/i] physical labor never hurt anyone. She'd let Allereun call the shots for now. . . Other than a little. . . Incident that he seemed to just have, he seemed to know what he was doing. She moved where she was told, ready to do what she needed.