Claire's mind still spun a little. She wasn't used to seeing people die before her, only to then be resurrected. She was doubly uncertain what to make of Ceriss basically holding that power. Just what WAS the princess' power...?
The Dark Spark had walked away from the shattered remains of her home and taken a path away from it, leaving Ceriss to talk with Seleth. Neither the princess nor the elf wanted to even acknowledge Claire's presence; Ceriss seemed intent on ignoring her existence, while Seleth tried, through body language, to silently convey that Claire should be talking with the Dark Spark instead.
Beforehand, the lamia would have simply scoffed at the notion and shot it down without a thought. After what she'd learned, however, there was no time like the present to talk to her enemy... her former enemy. The wrong enemy? She had no idea how to think of the Dark Spark now.
She did follow the purple-haired woman's path, though, and kept a