[ She'd agree, she's collected similar things back home! Her little fox familiar and phoenix follow her, carefully looking at Nyx and wondering if she wants to be friends, while she steps up next to Emet-Selch with the fluttery veggies behind her. ]

... that would be a pity, if they were to harm these sweet creatures. Mortals ought to let them be to flourish. They usually provide however much is necessary.

[ But she knows that's a fool's wish where it comes to mortals. She looks up at the older man, curious. ]

That weapon... it looks like one I saw on another here. A "gun-blade", wasn't it?