[...wow. Okay. Eleanor has seen her fair share of monstrous blobs of ex-human things that spliced themselves to horrible lengths. And still she has to pause at the sight of the Grand Highblood. It's mostly the horns, to be honest. The fact the damn huge, horned thing is reading a stand to attack doesn't make Eleanor all that happier. The light behind the portholes shifts from green to yellow as she herself takes a defensive stand. She will not throw the first punch, no, but she will be ready to retaliate. Still...]

I will not hurt you, if you let me go.

[The voice is muffled somewhat, coming directly through the helmet.]