"Magical?" She looks startled, blushing as she looks up as Percy. "Nothing like that..." she shakes her head. "Really, I only managed it out of sheer luck." She sighs, biting her lower lip. She shudders as she looks in the direction of the gnoll's corpse. " I think he was just.. mostly drunk already. He tripped, and slipped...and...and then I saw the dagger...." her voice becomes almost inaudible, knuckles gone white as they wring the fringe of her tunic. "I didn't want him to do... do bad things to me."
After a moment she looks down at her hands, unclenching them. "I never thought I could do a thing like that." Drawing a deep breath she looks back up at Percy. "please, don't leave me here. They'll come, I know it. They'll see what happened to -him-.." a little whimper. "I'll keep up. I won't slow you down... and I'm good at hiding, really!"