I Brought You Presents!

"Forgetting to breathe? That is a new one. I rather choose not to when I'm concentrating." Isla laughed good-naturedly - it was only half a joke, though. When one was trying to sew someone's insides back into the right places or saw off a leg, an errant breath could ruin everything. From bloody thoughts to tea - Isla clearly wasn't the squeamish type, and she smiled at the offer and stepped over to join Remi by the fire as he put the pot upon it. "I would love some, thank you," she said, taking a seat and setting the basket down between them. Opening it up, she withdrew some of the peppermint bark and offered a little out to Remi, only to grow instantly more attentive as he spoke about the poison from that creature at the Spire. "Oh! Thank you, it was... it wasn't an easy injury." She'd had to work on it for most of the night in fact, and the fang she'd retrieved from Ronin's shoulder was... ominous to say the least. "I've been doing my best, but my progress is limited by the amount of venom I have. I can't afford to get it wrong, because I might not have a second chance." Isla the flesh is weak