[Amaranth holds back, wincing only slightly from the pain in her shoulder as Nero works; careful not to interrupt the ritual. ]

Well.

[ Her intonation is flat, and her voice is a bit rough after that fall. There's still a faint trickle of blood from one ear. ]

That was fun.

[ Her acid-eaten shirt chooses this moment to lose any remaining structural integrity, falling away from her chest. The trousers don't look like they're faring much better.

At least Juniper Tree is still up, but soon she'll be.............. bark naked. ]