That may depend on where they're going.

Chime recoiled from the poking finger. Even a gnome was a giant to a fairy, and the extending finger felt like a threat. Not that she could go very far in the palm of the Zora's hand. Reflexively her wings tried to flutter for lift, but they were still gummy and the moment of pain was enough to put a stop to the attempt at flight. If her wings tore, she would be truly helpless.

"...Done to you again by something worse than an ogre?"

Chime's hands trailed down her body. Everything still hurt, everything was sensitive. Eventually her fingers made it between her legs. Her loins ached the most of all, and she flinched as she made even delicate contact. It hurt... it felt... good...

"Something... worse...?"

She didn't even remember the ogre. She had only the Sashas' word that she had been a victim of ****. She tried to imagine it... how had she been caught? How had the ogre managed to use her? Her body ached, but for all the size difference nothing was broken, her wings hadn't been torn. Her legs shuddered and she let out a small gasp as she tried to find memories she just didn't have.

But she did have memories of these women. She knew they sought danger, that they were dangerous, that they were killers. Would she truly be any safer with them than staying here on her own?

"Will... will you take me somewhere safe?"

(1 Action to ask questions.)