"He was when I got here," Erin says with a soft sound of frustration. "But hopefully not for long." She shakes her hand back out into a human one, and works on unbuckling her sword belt, to set it aside. "I'd give an awful lot for news of his death. I could prattle on about how many innocent people it'd protect and all the good it would do, but...no. I want to know I'm safe, and that I've been avenged."