"What did you give her?" Lucien asked.
"Guess," Yllana dangled out the remaining two pouches on her hand.
"You gave her 'that'? Will she consume it?" Lucien saw that she was still holding the explosive and antidote pouches.
"We'll see," Yllana placed back her hood and bandaged her wounds. At the corner of her eyes, she could see Azimuth giving a weird look at Lucien. "Keep your potions for emergencies. I can manage this much." She gave Lucien a small smile. Not the confident smile, nor the -thank-goodness-you-came-right-on-time kind of smile, but the smile that assured him that she knew what she was doing. Something in their eyes made a conversation all on their own.
