Yadali stood very still, only her eyes moving as she glanced from the warforged on the ground up to the door. Beyond that door lay the body of an ally. Certainly not a friend or even an acquaintance, but one of hers. She owed him a chance. But could she get to him? Not likely. She knew that she had a better chance against magical sleep than most folks, but she didn't have enough confidence in it to run beyond that door, risk a great fire-sucking screaming rolling elephant golem, and make it back safely with Ailio without dropping to the floor herself.
Choices. But there was such a thing as an acceptable loss. Ailio's body would stay here, and Yadali knew that. Dagger... she could still help him. Maybe. Even that she wasn't sure of at all...
The druid girl growled deep in her throat, a sound so thick with malice that Alex's fur bristled in respose as the fox tensed. It wasn't normal for the light-hearted changeling to be so clearly and completely... angry.
Meanwhile the others were talking. She waved a hand dismissively to both of them. "If I have to do this every damn day, I am going to get very very tired of it. Granted! I don't really mind all that much. I'm obviously allowed to do this or I wouldn't be.... allowed... to do it. You know what I mean." She sighed and pressed her palm over her eyes for a moment. "Cac," she cursed. "All right. We need to get Dagger out of here. I need to think about this."
She pointed at Raina. "Hey. Commander. You said Karnath? That's pretty far, yeah." The druid chewed her lower lip, unaccustomed to the sudden need for a real and prolonged serious discussion. "Well, it's certainly possible that I could get him back the way he was. I don't think he'd mind. But still...." She scratched the top of her head absently. "I'm not sure I could, and I... I kinda want to talk to---who was it? House Jurasco? Yeah. Them."
There was a lot to consider here. The only reason Yadali tolerated creatures like warforged was that they couldn't reproduce. Eventually they would die out and their existence would correct itself. But if they could be brought back through proper divinely-sanctioned means... did that mean they were okay? It didn't seem to be so to Yadali, but then she was just a person. What did she know?
And anyway. Dagger was one of hers, too. He was an ally, and he made her laugh. That made him one of the pack, at least for now. And that meant she owed him. She knelt down and started to pull one of the pieces of Dagger into his own haversack. It didn't look like it was going to hold much more than that, but it was certainly a start. She stuffed the legs in and dragged his top half up over her shoulder by the arm.
"All right. Let's go. We'll stop by your little boxes of shinies and those should cover most of the costs of getting him back. You guys don't have to come, but I'm going to do it."