The promise of loot and the next floor were pretty tempting for Pyotr, but she had to balance her own desires with her new found and self-enforced responsibility. [b]'I'll go. I can fight, though I'm not great.'[/b] She rested one hand on Yuki's head, ruffling her hair encouragingly. [b]'And you can come keep me alive. I think we'll make a good team, you and I.'[/b] Her grin faded slightly as Pyotr turned back to the guy. [b]'Sure, lead on. Just don't expect any miracles...'[/b] She led the others on after him, a sardonic smile hanging off her face to hide the sudden grimness she left. [i]I just made a really rash decision, didn't I..?[/i]