"No, I'm not an angel, please, you need not treat me as such when all I did was what was right," she shook her head. "I did help, yes, but I don't want you to kneel for it." She gave a small sigh, feeling a bit uneasy dealing with all this.

"I'm still me," she offered. "The same one you've spoken to all this time. I can't take you here, though, I don't have the means of getting you to safety should Santiago send guards after us.... I'm sorry. We will get you out of here, though."