"I'm sure," Elle said flatly, though her voice was tinged with teasing sarcasm if one was listening hard enough. She was deft and only somewhat gentle as she let the snow melt on his toe, carrying the impurities away with it. She reached around her with the hand that wasn't holding his ankle down, pulling a small pouch off the back of her belt. She fingered through it, pulling out a few long green leaves, and put them in her mouth. She watched his foot as she chewed them slowly. For a second her eyes flicked up to look at his face, and she almost looked concerned for him.<br/><br/>She spit out the leaves, which she had chewed into a paste, and smoothed it over his toe. "Everbless," she said as she surveyed her handiwork, taking the bandage and slowly wrapping it around his toe again. "It will keep the infection away and cause the wound to heal faster. Fochiana forces more of it into my pack than is necessary for my purposes, and it is better not to waste it."<br/><br/>She sounded like she was only justifying it to herself as she tied the bandage neatly and slipped the sock back on his foot, cleaning her hands in the remaining snow. "You will not be able to travel until it is healed," she mused, glancing around the cave. She had the look of an animal's instinctive nature to her, the way she moved even when sore and weakened from her bout with the cold. Her body moved in graceful stalking motions more than a human's walk as she crossed to the edge of the shadows and returned, sliding a fairly good-sized rock with her foot. She lifted Ghaleon's heel and set it on top of the stone. "This will help," she grunted, and stared at him as she gauged his reaction intently. She shifted her weight subtly from one foot to the other as if unsure of what to do with the situation now that she wasn't on killing terms with him.