Sarah would be a bit surprised as he took her hand, but she would seem to smile a little more genuinely. She wouldn't really know about anybody wanting to see her, sure she was an important part of the escape plan, but in reality the plan had failed.

"Thank you, I think I looked kinda poopy," she would laugh a little emberassedly, her free hand unconsciously going to rub over the faint archaic marks, surgically scarred into her skin. They seemed so light you'd have to be right next to her to see them, and after a moment she would continue speaking, "you were the bravest of us all- I don't think I would've had the same strength you did to jump in there," she would look behind the two of you towards the pit for a moment, the barest dour thought crossing her face, "I was just curious is why I cam back here. None of us know what's really going on- sure you and Siegfried do, and he even comes around and talks to some of us, but I guess it's just going to take some getting used to. The cultists don't even remember why they were here, and it's like we've all been thrown down the rabbit hole," she would make a face, not finding it pleasant to catch herself alluding to classic literature again, or even sure if it made sense, "I mean, I don't know- I just really hope it's all over soon." With her words the Crystal around your neck would emit a small glow and even the barest sound. Her eyes would meet it for a moment, locked in some measure of awe and bewilderment, before darting away.