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Amrita waved the two boils over, away from the booth. Actually even further than that; away from the Creepeteria. She didn't stop until they were outside and out of the way of the others; privacy was best, especially with what she wanted to suggest to them.

Once she felt 'safe' enough, she turned to face them, looking uncertainly from the Monster to the Undead. Now that she was here, her resolve was breaking; especially since they were both decidedly larger (and sharper) than she as.

"I-it...It's um, about Riley and...s-something she said to me before she, well----" Went to the Horseman Isles and died, of course. "It...will probably be really hard to hear but um...p-please try?" To not hurt her, was left unsaid.

Malodore tilted its head to one side; it had calmed itself when others were around, but the strange, crushing anxiety and indecision had descended in force now that it was only the three of them. Its tail swished behind it. "What is it?"

Jericho listened to this, and soon found himself at quite the crossroads.

"B-break... break her?" he repeated, sounding a little horrified by the thought. But... this went along with what he was thinking before. She was in pain. She shouldn't be suffering. But doing such a thing would mean she would really be gone for good.

"We... We don't know.. it.. It's Riley, What... what if she can come back..?" he said, choking on his words a bit.

She actually found relief in their responses; at least they weren't going to hurt or lash out at her for her opinion! That was a start, anyway; even Malodore's short refusal was better than she expected, though the way it lapsed into despair after left much to b desired. It didn't feel right to offer such a suggestion to the pair that loved her most, but if anyone needed to hear what she had to say, it was them.

"What if she can't?" Amrita said quietly, turning a sad gaze towards Jericho for a moment, before moving back towards the Doctor. "She said that to me about a stone tablet, Mal. A Dead Hunter's weapon." She said quietly, glancing around uncomfortably at having to say those particular words. Sorry, Lizzy. "It was sleeping, but trapped in stone. Existing, but not. It's only purpose would be to be used, and I'm not saying that's happening now but..." She chewed on her bottom lip, as uncertain now as she had been when she decided to tell them.

"But it was in agony, Mal...doesn't that mean extreme pain? I respect you, you're a great friend and I am very sorry for your loss, I can't imagine how hard it is but...I still have to disagree. Wouldn't it be better to know she's at rest, for good, than to listen to her scream in pain?" A backwards hand came up to clutch her elbow, drawing it closer into her body.

"I wouldn't be able to handle it..." Hearing someone she loved, presumed dead, screaming in agony? No matter how much she loved them, she'd want to silence them, for their sake.

Malodore took a deep breath, for the calming effect, before speaking again. "This is... not something we need to consider, at this moment," it said, slowly. "We can do nothing unless we can locate her; until that is done, these issues are meaningless." It shifted, awkwardly. "So: she is, or at least was temporarily, conscious enough to communicate with myself and Jericho in some way... the Bogeymen took her. It is probable that they still have her."

It turned and began pacing again. "We know that... this is not a unique issue," it said, glancing briefly at Jericho; it did not want to reveal Nox's information in front of Amrita, but hopefully the dragon would know what it meant. "When the Bogeymen took her, they spoke of taking her into quarantine. This speaks of a need for isolation, for study. It is probable that they are... experimenting. And whatever they have done worked well enough to permit her that moment. Pain aside, she was able to speak." Its wings were starting to shake again, rasping harshly against each other. "More conclusions are impossible at this time. We have to find her first. Everything is merely conjecture until that time."

It was steadfastly ignoring the idea that perhaps that scream had actually been the moment of her true death.

Jericho stared between the two. He was having a little trouble just thinking right now. At the moment, he was a little too caught up on what Riley's current condition may be. Malodore had some very valid points. They needed more information before they could decide on anything. It made him want to storm the Boogeymen HQ but unfortunately he knew he would be putting himself more at risk than doing any good.

Insanity was a b***h.

"Right.. Right... We will keep it in mind. But.. we need to find out more. Maybe one of us could try to visit... As much as we would like to, we cannot go. The boogeys would lock us away for sure.."

"If anyone can get her back, it's you." Amrita said quietly, feeling a little less than helpless in this situation. She wanted to be as optimistic, she struggled hard to try to match it's determination, but there was always that looming worry over her head. A cloud that told her to expect the worst. "If you need my help in any way, Malodore...I'll be there. I think you still have my number?" Despite the gloom, despite the heavy suggestion she had made, she still loved Riley and she still would help in any way she could.

"I hope so too." Reaching out, she placed her hand on it's arm, pressing in a hopefully reassuring manner. "But I...have to get back now. Good luck!" Her hand slid from the Doctor's arm and she backed away from the boils, turning a few paces away to head back inside and back to the booth."

"Of course - I will notify you before I go, and if I do not return within a day, you may... er, do whatever seems most appropriate. Perhaps inform Sammy? She would love an excuse to beat down a few doors," the plague doctor said, wryly.

"Thank you," it called after Amrita as the ghoul left, then sighed, slumping a bit and glancing back at Jericho. "I cannot... I am grateful beyond words that you heard that too," it murmured. "I was asleep at the time, dreaming. Until I spoke with you, I honestly was not entirely sure it wasn't part of the dream."