The air around her had become heavy with a mix of rage and a desperate hunger, the offering of gems glittering in front of her did little to dispel it. So transfixed she paid little attention to the going on around her, the strange witch leaving to scramble up the wall after the quiet one, the two new comers scrambling out of their coffins. It was like time had stopped, the singing, the crashing, the orge's insistent banging all had become muffled and had faded out. The only things that existed were her, the false god, and the abyss. All Nali could see was the gems, and with each passing grain of time her control slipped more and more. It wasn't like she had many options, takes Rshalogg's offer and be damned with another affliction outside her control, let the hunger win and possible consume those around her, climb the wall and perhaps be able to control herself until by some miracle she found more gems, or take the suicidal route and attempt to consume the ogre at least that way it would be killing two birds with on stone. A low growl rumbled in her throat in annoyance at the situation, at herself for being caught in the first place, at the witch who caused all of this, at her parents for being poor. She stood there berating herself into self pity and hate for what seemed like ages but in truth only a few seconds had slowly ticked by. The shrill singing broke through her thoughts as another chunk of the Stone came crashing down mere inches from where she was standing. As much as the jewel thief loved to fool herself about escaping of her own volition she wasn't that naive, yet still her mind ran through each option all of them ending up with her dead at very least, but with the false god she had a chance to live a little longer and perhaps that should be enough for her. [b]"What do you mean by host?"[/b] The question slipped out from her chapped lips, her eyes still feasting on the offered jewels, to anyone else she probably seemed as someone obsessed with wealth and she had no inkling to explain her situation; the idea of standing in a damned building arguing terms with demon struck her as strange and a soft pearl of laughter bubbled up from her, though the laughter was laced with a taste of panic and resignation. Another crash found itself drowned out by the hysterical singing, it filled Nali's head swarming her senses until only the hunger was strong enough to withstand. She had to get out of her and if she had to be damned once more to live than so be it, a slender hand snatched out and just as quickly a sapphire disappeared pooling and melting across the woman's tongue soothing the rage and hunger for now. [b]"The gems and a way out and I'll agree."[/b] Both her tone and her eyes had a calmness to them, like one resigned to their fate to die, a lying smile plastered across her face as she stuck her hand back out like one would for a handshake. [b]"Let's not waste time, hmm? I don't feel like dying here."[/b]