[Gods, she got close enough to face his very breath? Lucky thing she didn't get any closer, then, if this is what a brush with it will do. Knowing that, though, Krile isn't quite content with simple healing, or even rather complex.]

Any wounds resulting directly from that monstrosity ought to be cleaned first. Do you mind staying here but a moment? I know you would rather help the others.

[But even the voice of the dragon's carcass was enough to claw poison into her thoughts and send long jolts of pain across her nerves, and she came nowhere near him at all.

Where with others she has been and will be much less yielding, though, Krile is rather gentler in speaking to Mantis. Something is off about her, she gives the sense of careful fragility even though she is clearly trying very hard not to.]