Nice lady. Vandal adds one more to her count of knights she's friends with. Because that seems to be a thing with her. Wing and Drift and Sir Soundwave. She feels weak for it, but she nods gratefully.

Usually she'd have refused, but exhaustion and paranoia are much stronger than what scraps of her pride she has left.

"Thank you. Maybe just. For a little while."

She settles, allowing herself to start drifting off.