She looked at the offered ointment  and shrugged visible while looked with her mouth wide-open towards his shape-shifting back.<br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><br/>
"Hun.. Ya can drink the rest of the evening for free, as long as ya don't grow that horrid beard back.." </span><br/><br/>She sighed deeply, al the tension from before releasing from her bones as she walked back up to the counter, and pouring him another pint full of her homebrewed rum. Her hands were still shaky, but she seemed to smile with a broad smile on her lips, and somehow she was back at ease again. Upon finishing the pour of her own drink, she took the glass up and downed the whole liquid in one go into her system, wiping her mouth and looking quite mischievously at Jack before wandering her eyes trough her bar, noticing all the people had left during the short encounter with the goblin.<br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><br/>
"Seems I'm closing early today, love.. But ya can stay if you want. Do ya already have a place to sleep?" </span><br/><br/>Taking the ointment in her hands, her fingers gently caressed over the rugged hands of Jack in some kind of a accidental way before she screwed of the lid and smelled the contents with a sniffing look on her face.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">"It smells funny..." </span>And with that she shrugged and smeared some of the salve with slow soft movements over her skin, lowering her dress to be able to reach her wounds better.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>