Mishkala just sighed again and gazed into the ground for a moment. Is was less that the spidery thing was continuing to detrust the strange being before her, and more that she simply didn't understand how anyone or anything could think like that. Not without getting murdered in ten minutes by the kind of creatures that she had spend the most part of her life serving.
A quick glance at Titian, and then Lucia.
There was still something she could ask, even if she felt pitiful asking.
"...T-Tania... is there..." She leant in close, and cupped a hand to her ear. "...Is there... Any way to... c-cur-..."
"...I'll do anything that is asked of me... Well, I can try, just if... just if..."
"...Can... Can anyone actually fix me?... Is it even possible?..."