Shura follows, key in her right hand, envelope in the other. She had been resting when she was kidnapped, so she doesn't feel the need to just... lie down and sleep for a month as much as usual. Maybe she could get some food that wasn't raw once she'd have her place.

"I'm afraid it's most of what I do. My world ended. If you wanted to insist, I could say that I protect a race of human-like beings by killing gods."