Alyssa sat quietly, glad Zato took over consoling the hugeman. She couldn't offer words of comfort for someone precariously close to failure on a quest that had consumed their waking life. To have such a life brought to near ruin by a handful of people would have been more than she could have handled. Stewing in her own thoughts she was jerked out of them by the toxin ailed Mary and Vernasus.<br/><br/>Vern and Val had gone too far this time. They could endanger each others lives to their hearts content as far as she was concerned. Harming other monks was unacceptable, harming<i>Mary</i>of all people. It reeked of sloppy attention to perform anything potentially dangerous when a child was around. Alyssa's mental to-do-list now included a visitation to each of them, if she could catch them while they were poisoned all the better. Her inability to help Arngeirr and seeing Mary suffering left her with a violent itch she fully intended to take out on the two of them in full appreciation of their current actions. Alyssa locked the box and stood up, she had some tools on the donkey she'd need to do the job right.<br/><br/>Vernasus was wobbling a bit more than he had been when he first arrived. It seemed the toxin took a deep toll on him and he actually passed out there and then. What she'd give to have been prepared, it was as if fortune was laying out a carpet for her. Eying the unconscious Vern her gaze wandered to Arngeirr's box he had left behind. Internally she felt torn. The hugeman was deeply attached to the relic inside just as she was attached to Mary's well being.<br/><br/><i>Those two can wait. They won't be better for some time. The box can't stay here with Kor.</i><br/><br/>Keeping quiet she placed her box next to Arngeirr's to keep watch over it.