At Zea's nearly fanatical exclamation of "I can reuse your blood!", made the dead sun elf wonder for a moment about the woman's sanity. It might just be her line of work though, but whatever the case, Elowen was a tad unnerved by her blatant statements of her own body parts being nothing more than tools and materials to study and learn from.
Still she kept her ghostly mouth shut, hoping that the process of reviving her wouldn't take too long. She had demons to hunt after all, more specifically her attackers took the highest priority for her. Not just out of revenge but powerful fiends like that would surely not stop with her death. Who knew just how many others those malicious pieces of shit had killed after they had killed her? It was a horrible thought to be reminded of, and once again she cursed her own weakness and that of her untimely death. If only she had been faster, none of this would have happened. Not to mention Elowen did not trust this demon assistant of Zea's either. It had to be no different than all the other vermin she had offed in the past. Hopefully the woman would realize this too, before anything untoward occurred.
"Why do you work with a demon? It is only using you." And of course Elowen wanted to kill it as well, but remembering the flesh sculptor's words, she tried to curb that thought as best she could. "Everyone knows that their filth are never up to any good, they care nothing for the lives of people!"
Quieting a little, Elowen thought about the situation a little more. "I would stay by your side to protect you from it if you will not let me slay it." Then snorting in derision at her own words, she wondered why the woman would go to such lengths to protect something so dangerous. The woman herself was not evil, so why would she align herself with that thing to begin with? And of course, the moment it decided to take hostile action against anyone, which Elowen was certain it would eventually, biding its time for whatever, she was then going to send it off to a fiery hell where it belonged. The whole problem of not doing so right away was because of the priestess. It was only a matter of time before she would see the error of her ways, Elowen had no doubt of this simple fact.
While Elowen could not see the woman, she could definitely hear and sense her. As a ghost, she had a certain sort of 'sixth sense' that she didn't possess while in a body. And it was a strange feeling, that. But at the same time, it almost felt natural too, as even more bizarre as that sounded. Still she didn't belong in the Realm of the Dead or anywhere that gray river led to at this time. While her kind were long-lived, they weren't necessarily immortal either so death would eventually come. But it was much too soon for her own to have happened. A mistake is what it is, a cursed, vile mistake! The sun elf seethed again inwardly.
As the woman worked, Elowen continued listening to her voice to the best of her ability, also trying to get a sense of where her assistant was as well. She was going to keep aware of that thing as much as she could, for both her and the priestess's sake. It didn't seem that far away though and once again, a stern frown was present on her see-through features.
Once this were all over with, Elowen had a debt to pay. A debt to herself and all innocents, and by the gods of heaven and earth and everywhere else she would follow through on that this time and NOT die again. Those demons would get what was coming to them and she would make them suffer just like they had done to her. Sweet justice, she could almost taste it.