"Okay."

Do Elatra and Eliana want to head to Ellayania's world in this trip?

They'll stay.

Mora will stay, too.

So Hisame opens a portal, taking the Keres through and steering her straight to somewhere private.

"I'm n- I'm not okay with you dying."

Very aggressive cuddles.

"I'm sorry, darling."

Cuddles.

"Please don't do it again."

Kiss.

"I'll try not to." And, a bit lightly: "Though I can't promise not to do something dumb if you're in danger again."

That gets her a half chuckle.

"Me-me, or any of the mes?"

"I promise I'll be even dumber over you-you." Kiss. "The others only get a little extra recklessness."

"I'm not sure that should really make me feel better." Kiss. "But I think it does."

Cuddles. "Good. And my recklessness is part of my unending charm, clearly."

"Encouraging that belief would be extremely irresponsible of me."

She laughs and kisses her girlfriend again.

"I might try to tone it down for a while. Pick opponents a bit less overwhelmingly challenging, maybe."

"Just for a little bit."

"Hm, I can do that." Dramatic catlike stretch over her girlfriend. "For you, darling."

"Thank you, kitten."

Delighted nuzzle.

Meanwhile, Elatra has nearly finished cataloging the loot and has parceled out some of the less immediately relevant history and lore books to her remaining companions.

Mora is very delighted by this acquisition! She's pretty sure it makes up for the couple seconds she spent wondering if she'd have to remake her physical form.

"Those two will probably be a while," she says, off handedly. "Any preferences for what to do until they show back up?"

"There are some items here I cannot identify myself. I'd like to go somewhere I can purchase the necessary spellscrolls or find someone who can."

"Sounds like a lower key adventure, at least."

"Dying is not an experience I am especially eager to repeat."

She nods. "We could use a few calmer ones, yeah."