As it happened, the boy's questionable drunken behaviour had been utterly destroyed by Ryan's firm talking-to, and the depressing topic that had lined every word. Anel simply didn't have the energy or willpower to go on another rant about his 'eventful' day to anyone else; it was easier to pretend that nothing had happened, that his body didn't ache dreadfully. "Right... Thanks, Atti..." He said softly with a small smile as the jars were offered to him, reaching and taking them with a small nod before an unpleasant thought came to him and he frowned.<br/><br/>Could they be used internally? Would he have to apply it directly? They were questions that he definitely needed to ask before he went about dabbing the powerful salves in potentially damaging areas... But there was no way that the bodyguard would answer without his suspicions racing, and Anel didn't want to talk about what had happened any more that day... Or any other day for that matter. He would have to skirt around the issue. Clearing his throat he examined the salves closely, tilting his head to one side before he spoke, his tone trying to seem aloof and calm, though this effort in itself was rather obvious. "So... Are these dangerous? You know... For open cuts and things? If I accidentally got any, you know... Internally through open injuries...? Would it be bad?"<br/><br/>That sounded like an innocent enough question, right? A logical concern that he would have to be careful of... But then, what if it was too much. Shit. Backtrack. He cleared his throat and shook his head. "Bah, never mind... I'm sure it'll be fine..." He closed his eyes slowly. He needed to calm down; just drift back to the slutty, bitchy Anel that everyone knows and hates...<br/><br/>"But anyway..." He lowered his voice again, leaning forward with a small smirk forced upon his lips, his eyes glittering with desire. "Mmmm... Will you be... Wanting payment for this, Atti...? You being so very nice to me... Surely I can do... Something for you?" He winked, running his tongue slowly, tantalisingly over rosy lips. "Want to try the goods...? I bet you're curious how much I can take... How much hurt you can deliver...?"<br/><br/>Surely Atti would loose track of his worries like this? Hopefully, anyway...