Agaue almost couldn't stand the strong smell that came from paste Brinn had created for her wound. The further away she was from it the better. She had decided the burning sensation was much more favorable than the smell. Though she did have to admit that the wound was feeling much better, as was she. She ignored the two as they talked to each other about her own wound. Sighing she knew she would end up owing both of them for this and a simple thank you would not suffice. At least not in her book.<br/><br/>The sound of a laugh directed her attention to Brinn and she raised a brow at her. She looked even more pale than before and wondered if she would start acting like she had earlier. She hoped not. Without another thought she made herself comfortable where she sat and closed her eyes. She was still tired and had a faint idea feeling that paste was adding to it just slightly.