"Where is—wait, what happened to your hand?"
"It was bitten off by the second target. No, no, forget about me Boss, what about you? You are... covered in blood, your legs, it is..."
"Oh, I had to get here quickly, I had to employ... explosive measures... I can easily heal it for later. It won't leave a scar." Lilith smirked, remembering what she had to do just to arrive in time.
She shook her head vehemently, "Wait, going back to the question, your hand, are you all right?"
Dhampy looked at her hand and waved it around. it was not a problem for an undead like Dhampy.
To her, it was simply a flesh would that regrows with the consumption of enough blood. Lilith's situation was graver than hers, and unlike Dhampy, she could actually feel the pain.
However, upon arrival, her Boss cared little for her well-being and quickly sought out the one she wished to help. Even when bleeding and hurting, Lilith asked Dhampy about her situation... the undead could not help but smile a little.
