Adelisa, through the fog, walked over to Maria and placed her hands on her thigh where the marking lay. It was deeper than she would like, but that would just mean a scar on Adelisa would replace the scar on Maria. She cringed as the scar slowly developed on her thigh, but the jeans hid it well. Adelisa looked up at Maria and smiled softly. "You'll be okay now. I'm sorry I couldn't find you sooner and you had to go through that. You are very strong." She moved her hands to her arm and sighed in relief as the scars weren't that deep. 

Adelisa looked up at the two men and her eyes widened. She noticed the… hostility of the one man and the other… well she couldn't put her finger on it. Her eyes landed on Alistair in fear and questioning. Fear of the men fighting and she was questioning the entire situation.