She laughs slightly, slicking her hair back.

"ehehe... no problem~"

"My people want to come to this planet and use its people for food."

Blood soaks through her nose napkins.

"I'm just trying to stop them, and it's hurting me."

"My people want to destroy a planet I hold dear, now."

Blood leaks from her nose.

"I'm interfering with them."

"I've been... spying."

She plugs her nose with some napkins, eyes wide.

"The mental strain of getting through the magic barriers is making me sick."

Delilah holds a finger up, then pukes on the ground for a full couple seconds.

"...hahhh ughhhh..."

She falls onto one knee, still shaking the filth off of her face before standing.

"Hey... Sorry about that."

"Relaxation..."

The woman fixes her glasses and sighs, shaking her head. She collapses onto her side.

"My latest tasks have been strenuous, on the body and soul."

leaning back.

The Omnian is leaning against a tree, forehead resting against her arm. She was moving, but had stopped.

Delilah waves her hand in response to his question, acknowledging the contemplating man nonverbally. It doesn’t take her long to move to a sitting position, resting against the tree and-

The tall librarian lumbers past @tw15t3dc0d35.bsky.social, careful to avoid bumping into them.

Her eyes are closed, her movements are sluggish, and she's groaning, but her outward appearance is otherwise fine.