Eliza frowned as she watched the bag of peas fall to the ground. She quickly walked towards it and picked it before following Dante and placing it back on his head. From the back, it seemed to her that his scalp was slightly distorted and it must have been due to the bump. The ice may not be enough to decrease the swelling but it would do wonders for the pain. "Ugh, how do you suppose you'll finish your task if your head is swelling. It's dangerous and you might black out at any moment if you're not careful," Eliza exclaimed with a sigh. "I know holding a bag of peas over your head is not the most convenient thing but it will help."

[i]Why are you helping him? Do you not know that Wrath dwells within him?[/i] Disease informed her with a gritty voice. 

"Then I'll just have to make sure I do not anger him," Eliza said aloud in response to her annoying demon. Eliza understood Dante's burden and hopefully, he understood hers aswell.