[ Well, if there's anything to be relieved about in the situation, it's that she was able to get her point across well to Lottie.... really, she's glad Lottie understands where she's coming from immediately. Not knowing that you're missing something precious is scarier than losing something that you can at least get back through time.

Right? ]

Well, I don't want to lose anything permanently. You don't think it wants us to chop off a hand or something, do you? I'm not doing that.

[ While an attempt is made to keep her tone light, some tremors leak into her voice because... she can't really be certain that that isn't what the Dryad wants. The alternative is killing someone, right? That's a huge price to pay. She can't imagine it'd be satisfied with something totally painless, like cutting their hair. ]

What if it was something we could grow back? Then we would get better eventually...! Like, um... our nails! We'd be able to survive that, wouldn't we?

[ Every hot girl has experienced abruptly chipping or tearing a nail, which, while painful, can't be any more painful than losing a hand or a finger, right? Right...? Even all the scenes from horror flicks she's seen of girls having their nails peeled off don't ring in her mind, as she's simply preoccupied with trying to come up with an alternative to what she deems "real" bloodshed. ]