[PQ] Toxicity

Phoebe worried her lip at Isla’s explanation. It still made her anxious, this extreme course of action without knowing for certain that it would be fruitful. Kalt have been quicker than her, grabbing the needed items to draw her…reanimation fluid, whatever that was. Phoebe didn’t really know a whole lot about how ascendeds functioned if she was being completely honest. So she would attend to her as best she could. The midwife could play a good little nurse, holding a vial at the ready for Kalt to deposit the collected sample into. She did her best to make sure Isla was comfortable as the symptoms began to present, recognizing them at once as a slightly diluted version of what Ronin had experienced. ”Is it getting worse?” Phoebe asked Isla, wondering if she would remain stable or continue to become more and more ill as time passed. They needed her to be well enough to at least tell them what to do, given her expertise, and it worried her that she might become as incoherent as Ronin had been. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself