Lucius snaps his fingers at a nearby guard and points to her, "Get her some blankets." He orders before turning back to the priest. "You WILL find a way or you will worry about more then a demon." He whispers to him before turning back and walking over to her, "I know, but try to relax since being tense won't help anyone." He says to her.

She did her best to relax, she tried to keep calm but it was too painful. The guard returned with tattered blankets which she curled up in. The priest left to get the pope

"It's alright..." He whispers to her and places a hand on her arm, slowly moving it up and down her arm to try and keep her calm.

She relaxed and rested her head by his arm "Master...if I die...will I go to Hell?" She asked him softly

"No, you will not." he says to her before glancing over at the guard who brought the blankets, "Go get me a chair." He orders him, sitting down in it beside her when the guard brings it.