"More like Ragnar shouted 'Coffee Man' and ripped himself, rather harshly from my soul...." She said, though the small dragon seemed to only laugh. "My brother is going to kill me, thanks Ragnar." She added, though the small dragon seemed to chime in. 'He doesn't like me anyway, also, I can speak to Coffee Man this way to, it's awesome. I told him all about the fight, he really missed something awesome.' The small dragon seemed to jump up and down, the small witch shaking her head as she tried to not laugh. "And this is why I can't stay angry." She said, smiling still. She looked at her arm, blinking slightly, though she put her hand over those bite marks, muttering to herself as she healed them over. "Why would I kill you?" She asked, seeming a bit confused.<br/><br/>'The demon sword was poisoned, I sorta....forgot, and well, Coffee Man got the poison out, your veins were turning black. And don't mention bezoar, he doesn't know what it is.' The small dragon was quick to chime in. 'He got the poison out.' Rea looked towards him, studying him slightly, he did seem like he looked sick to his stomach. "A bezoar, as gross as it sounds, is a stone from a goat's stomach. It's a cure all,mans quick to to in emergencies when mixing a potion would take too long." She said, almost certain he had asked the small dragon what that was. "You don't have to, I'm the one who's been a bother..."