Royo placed took a firm grasp of Esiphas's hand. "Well, please be gentle" chuckling to herself. "Well... uh.. take all the mystic jazz you need, I guess". When she thinks of Esiphas's legs "regenerating", well to be honest, the thought of mauled legs and looking at them is a little disturbing. Even more so for this mystic energy and who was "special friend"? Royo had a feeling that this guy, Esiphas, was starting to be a little creepy.