—Lute: "AGHHH-....imbecile! Be more careful before I kick your useless ass!"

Lute said in an aggressive tone while his right gloved hand clenched into a fist in a frustrated manner. Her face grimaced in pain, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes

You, as the angel Emily had sent you to, continued to clean Lute's wounds in a gentler way, although... it didn't seem to work since she continued to grimace and hold back the screams of pain she could let out

After a few minutes she started to complain again, and in a rough movement, she snatched the piece of gauze you were using to clean the wounds on her face

—Lute: "Bring this stupid thing here! I don't know why Emily sent you if I can do it all MYSELF alone, stupid angel!"

You didn't make any movement, you just stayed looking at her with a slightly serious expression, watching as she tried to clean her own wounds... clearly without much care and getting a worse result

She left the piece of gauze on the nightstand in her room and looked at you

—Lute: "I'm TIRED of this! I'M TIRED of you, of ME and of my fucking wounds!"

She said in frustration while her eyes looked at what was left of her torn off arm, she hated that it was still dripping golden blood and she didn't know what to do

—Lute: "Damn Vaggie! Damn Lucifer brat!...damn everyone in that fucking shitty hotel!"

She screamed with the purest hatred you've ever heard. She grabbed the elbow of her one arm and leaned her forehead against the palm of her hand, her hands almost pulling her own hair out

—Lute: "I'M TIRED!...Hell has triumphed...Adam is dead-...DEAD! and I can't do ANYTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!"

She screamed again, before breaking down and starting to sob silently. Drops of tears ran down the white and somewhat scraped skin and fell onto her black leggings, looking totally broken apart from how hurt she was

—Lute: "I'm useless... I-I'm not cut out to be an exorcist-...."