Well her hearing came back at a good time. Just soon enough to get sass from Roze. Wonderful.

But any chance to snap back (she is not a princess, thank you very much) is cut short by that wonderful arrival.]

Oh seven hells and all that dwell beneath them... !

[Gritting her teeth, ignoring what everyone has been telling her, Ahime stabs her sword in to the ground and uses it to haul herself to her feet, clutching at the bloody mess of cloth, armor, and wood at her side as she stumbles forward.]

We-- [wheeze] We did not come here to fight! Lower your weapons or-- [cough] I will be forced to take action against you!