After drinking the recovery potion Lothur had given her, Elke felt a little less tired, but she could still barely move.
Her face was pale, and her lips were dry. Seeing this, Lothur figured that the blood loss was probably imposing a state of dehydration and malnutrition on his girl.
So, he took a bottle of water from his spatial ring and tried to help her drink a little bit.
"Elke, I don't know if you can eat now, but I think it would be good if you did..." He was about to suggest it, but she soon refused to do so.
"No, I don't feel the mood or condition to do that right now."
"But..." He hesitated but decided it might be better to hear a doctor's opinion first. "All right, let's go back to that city and work it out."
"No!" She exclaimed in her weakened tone. "I'm not feeling so bad. So, since we're already here, let's finish this mission, Lothur."
"Why? Do you want to risk your life, Elke?" He thoughtfully looked at the beauty in his arms.
