...She feels like there was supposed to be something happening soon that was not super compatible with a giant horrible rift to the Abyss! But she can't even remember what it is so she definitely can't argue that a giant horrible rift to the Abyss shouldn't have happened, except, you know, for all the normal ways a giant horrible rift to the abyss shouldn't happen.

"I...guess that explains Deskari."

"No, that doesn't normally happen."

"Well, it contextualizes him, anyway. As for you," she turns back to Stabby Lady, "try again, but this time with less lying."

Okay but what if instead she tries REALLY HARD to get out of these tentacles and stab her again. 

Well, she doesn't actually have all that much experience wielding tentacles that aren't attached to her body, and like, the tentacle-related experience she does have is a bit awash in other identities, so the sudden lunge does get her out of the grapple, but the resulting stab isn't theoretically lethal this time, and she's capable of getting her hands on the girl's rapier and demiplaning it. 

Well shit. 

Maybe she should be asleep now. 

"Thanks." It's starting to get a little awkward not to know the kid's name but asking would open her up to questions about her name and that is not a kettle of fish she wants to fry right now. 

It really isn't obvious to her what's wrong with Violence And Shitty Lying Lady--on a root level, not an expressions of bad behavior level--and whatever it is, she's pretty confident it's something wrong with her, not some kind of abyssal contamination or anything, but...she really really does not have any better ideas than trying to magic her better. 

She kneels down beside the woman's sleeping body and attempts to examine her more closely with her People Being Not Okay sense. 

Oh there is DEFINITELY something wrong with her. But it super isn't a magic something! How good is she at the delicate tangles of the human psyche?

...Better than she ought to be, for magic reasons? Like, if there's some specific trauma that's turning you evil, or you'd benefit from a smack upside the head with a big Empathy Stick, she can work with that? Like, she does have a direct sensory apparatus specifically into things being wrong with people!

Yeah, well, the thing that's wrong with this lady is more complicated than her intercessor is going to be able to sus out in the time it takes for Slumber to wear off. 

DAMMIT SHE DOES NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS SHIT. 

She teleports out of the woman's attempt to strangle her with her bare hands. 

Her Golarion instincts say to kill the bitch and ask Nirvana to send a good lawyer. Instincts formed in more civilized areas say MURDER BAD. Less instinctive responses from civilized places say killing in self-defense is fine but, like, she's not that worried about preventing this woman from killing her now that her sword is gone, and--

Hey, what if she tries to hit the raggedy beggar child with her buckler. 

Tentacle dashes her head against the stone of the cavern, is what. 

"Well, fuck." 

The elf child sighs sadly and closes the woman's eyes. 

"...I'm sorry." 

Hug. "You were doing your best."

"I hate--people going to Evil afterlives. No one deserves that. No matter what." 

"No. They don't."

"...We should go back to the surface. People are going to need our help." 

"Can you fly us up?"

She peers up at the crack in the ceiling they fell through. "Not in that, I don't think. But I can teleport! Ish. It's not the spell, it's--even smaller than dimension door. But it'll do."

"Okay!"

Pop. Deskari is gone by now, thankfully. Attempting to tentacle him seems like, uh, a bad idea. There are still demons everywhere, though. 

"If we find somewhere safe-ish, can I put you there and bring you survivors? Do you have Stabilize?"