"No te preocupes!" Araceli calls, a small part of her wishing for the first time that her mark could do something more than just seal the rifts. Shield her, shoot out blasts. Either thing would be appreciated right about now when it's something as mobile and destructive as a despair demon.

Her eyes dart to the dagger, taking note of where it landed if they need it before she takes the hand, using her other one to push herself up.

"Quickly, while we have the chance." She nods at her rapier and his, sure that if they charge it together they can do this when she's still got silkdart in her possession too if it's required. (This probably won't be a good enough excuse to get out of the work on the desk either, even when there's still the rift itself to close to keep other demons from following behind.)