Laelia let him drink all he wanted, only feeling more dizzy andike she wanted to be sick. But she didn't die. She didn't fade, she just looked sick. "are... You done?" She had told him she wasn't able to die. But she could pass out and he was working at it. And how could he expect her to believe in justice? Her life had been hell for far too long and no justice ever came to her. She simply suffered. This wasn't her first time running just the first time she got far enough for it to matter. And here she was...