"Thank you sir...." She said, smiling up at him, before turning around, starting to brew a restorative potion. "You could of come sooner you know. I think we were about to get boned..." She muttered, using as little magic as possible to create the ingredients she needed. She crushed them together into a bowl, before willing into existence a fire, placing the bowl over it. She was panting from the exertions, and turned back to the stranger, feeling vulnerable. "Well....I am Sylvia, who are you?"