After the odd encounter with the one eyed carpenter, Abby would shuffle off looking for the rest of her team, and eventually finding the poor fey fox being a bit sick before long. Plopping down next to her and sighing, she would nod to Lili'fey while answering her statement. "You did agree to host the spirit after all. You do also seem to be progressing along quite a bit faster than me too... Could be because of the nature of your pregnancy, as I don't seem to have any difficulties yet. I can say this though, if you are feeling sick there are a few remedies for it. Doubt there are proper supplies to make a true cure, as they are expensive and such a thing is kind of hard for me to make anyway, but I know that perhaps some ginger might calm your belly a bit." With that the alchemist stands back up and pats the little fox on the head. "I'll look through the supplies a bit and see if I can't find some for you to chew on for a bit to see if that helps." She would then do exactly that.