Allimir waved his hand dismissively at her, watching her catch a breath. "No, no, it's alright. It was a risk I knew would happen. Still..." He glared at the vampire briefly before turning back to the giant and sighed, "All you had to do, nord, was run. Oh well. Too late now. We got the trophy and I suppose you," He looked at the breton, "Can get a giant's toe." His smile returned, though partially.