Delilah tensed up as she heard the name, her jaw dropping. The Pitt. She'd remember that clan name, as well as the submissive Sha creature which was so rare. He was beautiful in a raw, innocent way, in some type of way that Delilah was fond over. She wanted to see him again, to properly thanking him for saving Arrow, but that would have to wait. She had a job to get to.

"Leroy, carry her this time. Morgan, I want you to make sure she doesn't fall off. We're taking her back to camp, no it's, ands, or buts, Arrow." Delilah ordered sternly, a hint of anxiousness in her serious voice. She was in work mode, telekinesis placing her satchel back around her body as she strolled up to Arrow's side once more.

"Do you need help being lifted up? Leroy will bend down for you."

And like that, Valkyr was...gone. Back to the place he was a slave or something in. It didn't make any sense to her, there was some mental shit in there somewhere. It was wrong, whatever it was, he didn't deserve that. She vaguely wondered if Tsu was under that same fear as well, but the very idea of her made Arrow's entire body shiver violently for a second, eyes shutting tight and teeth clenching down on her tongue by accident. Her leg burned.

[color=grey]"Like hell he will. I've still got three good legs." Arrow muttered, not mad at Delilah but still irritated with herself for even getting to this point where they needed to carry her dead weight. Dismay filled her chest, like something was filling her lungs. She wished there was, drowning would be a better alternative to being carried around because she couldn't hold herself. But of course, there was no way for her to keep going like this, walking was out of the question, especially with the torn muscle where muscle was used the most. Arrow, however, was a stubborn piece of shit and her unwillingness to just accept help was increased ten fold by this violent experience. Yet...she was so tired...Her vision was starting to spin, and her body swayed in a manner that obviously signaled that she was very, very unwell. Even her eyes began to cloud over.

// feel free to powerplay to yeet her back to safety