It took everything not to make his smile turn into a somewhat victorious grin. Hehehe, he was getting somewhere. Sure, he couldn't understand her, but her body language was clear enough.<br/><i>'No tricks, otherwise you get the nom'</i>, it said.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"Don't worry, friend. Won't do anything fishy... or maybe that's the wrong word to use."</span><br/><br/>Carefully, Jarvan began to softly apply some of the salve to her wounds making sure to be as gentle as possible. Whenever it would sting a little, he's let her react, pulling his hands away. Quickly, he bandages up the wounds as well as he could. There, that looked a bit better. Although now the Lillim had quite a couple of white pieces of cloth wrapped around her body in different places, giving her quite the comical striped look.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"There, all done. I do need to advise you not to go into the water for the next two hours though if possible. Otherwise the salve will wash off." </span><br/><br/>The merc stashed his gear away again, turning to the Lillim again.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"So, does that feel better? Would you like to consider my offer? Come on, I did save your from that fisherman, after all. I would already be glad if you gave it a little bit of thought, alright?"</span>