[She doesn't even know what she's reaching for. Her twin rings and the Blade that provides them are forgotten in death. She's not sure she knows how to fight... except with one weapon that she won't be drawing for sure.]

Don't know whether that's nice or disturbing, to be honest. [Nia slowly sidles her way towards the tree trunk, making it look like she's checking for signs or sigils or whatnot. Keep it casual...] Can't say I'd mind a rescue if things got heavy, but I hate needing a rescue because we can't handle it if things get heavy.

Not saying you're useless, of course, just that there's only so much we can do.