Valdis gritted her teeth, not in the mood to argue with someone who obviously didn't understand. No one would ever understand. Valdis slowly released her death grip on her magic, letting it flow as normal.

"I suppose putting your shirt back on wouldn't help much," she said dryly. The thing had blood on it now, "I mean, unless you want to walk through the city with blood all over you."

Though considering what he seemed to have been though, she supposed it wouldn't be the first time.