She released the knife for now, but remained where she was. She was certain she would stumble and sway, weak as she was, and did not want him to know that. Instead, she extended her feet out just a bit, maintaining her huddled posture, using the motion to push the branches aside enough to see him clearly.<br/><br/>His question made her hesitate, determining the reason behind it. She had seen him act quickly in consuming the very herbs that would counteract her poision. That took training. She had also seen him heal the wounds on the bandit with apparent ease, though she could not see how well he healed him. She finally decided this was a genuine curiosity on his part. She could not afford to reveal the fact that she had, as there were few who knew she was more than a mere merchant. It would be safest, she decided after only a second's pause to think, to make herself appear meak and timid in his eyes.<br/><br/>She shook her head slightly, averting her gaze from his. She looked instead at his hands, as if she were too shy to meet his eyes, "No... Its part of my last shipment, but it didn't sell."