...and if what they said was true she has a chance to fulfill her peoples' mission and destroy the Plagues Author once and for all, but at the cost of sacrificing all that she loves and longs for...

But that's not something this boy needed to know. Existential crises are things best taken care of alone, at leisure, maybe with some alcohol. A plan for later.

"And we won't be able to find a way out just by staying here, comrade." Her voice is, once again, calm. Reassuring. Authoritative, in a soldier ASMR sort of way. She has a well practiced voice of authority and dips into it with reckless abandon, skirting around the issue of nudity for more pragmatic concerns, hopefully. "Can you walk? Are you up for taking the lead?"