no subject

[a little nod. The anguish she feels is certainly distinguishable on her face - after all, though she's seen many casualties, she dealt with each death in its turn, never all at once. The way he's acting though, she doesn't want him to see any more. Luckily her suggestion coincides with what she'd already planned. She tries to speak firmly in response - though her voice may still inadvertently shake a little.]

I'm going to. I don't know why anyone would sit around and just let that thing leech off 'em.

[And with that, she'll turn to go.]