There was an addition to the list of awkward moments when Sabra queried, "Snuggle?" Like an insect or bird, upon each fresh question; eyes wide with curiosity and head being given to quick, darting little movements.

Again, though, Valerie's instincts proved correct and her logic was met with Sabra's gaze trailing to the floor, weighing up options. Considering. This was, after all, a completely different species. Something very much alien to this world and a living fragment of somewhere far more terrifying and dangerous. A proverbial dragon in paradise and potentially capable of subjecting the mortal creatures of this realm to unknown horrors. Something dark and old, risen from the primordial.

"Your words have value," Sabra replied, after a fashion. Score one for the Slayer... Prospective city-wide - perhaps even planet-wide - destruction had been headed off at the pass. Who said befriending ancient powers of death didn't have benefits? "You prove your wisdom."

Nodding silently, Sabra moved, allowing the girl to pass if she wished. Was satisfied by the answers.

"My past is still lost to me... I should discover this," she observed with a glance at hand, opening and closing the palm. The hand of a woman once named Sabra, now apparently consumed and adapted for a hellish being's vehicular purpose. "There lays a skeleton. In the desert. Will you help retrieve it?"