Spoken like a man who knows little of the light that courses through my very veins. (Her fingers motion for him to hand it over.) What may look like a stick to you is in actuality a focus for my healing energy.

Healing energy I would like to spend on you if you would stop delaying the inevitable.

(L'Arachel gives a long and exaggerated sigh at that.) Helping others is a minuscule part of my mission to purge the world of evil, yet you do all that you can to not receive my blessing. There is only one explanation for this that I, L'Arachel, can settle on.

(She peers suspiciously towards him.) You are a monster that would be hindered greatly by such a blessing, aren't you? Yet here I am, throwing myself futilely at you because I'm too nice of a girl to let you be. Is this how the path to corruption begins-?!