Aeryn holds the vial lightly, not really aware of it, she is aware of the pulse of benevolent magic from the druid, joining and blending with the antivenom.  It helps, the fading  of her pain  enables her to quickly dive deeply into her meditation.  She breathes very slowly very deeply and is soon unmoving save for the very slow rise and fall of her breasts,  her eyes closed.  deep, deep in her trance, her spirit fingers gathering new strands of power, strings to pull upon and break when she needs the aid of whatever force granted her these gifts.  The puncture mark on her shoulder heals in seconds, a rush of venom tainted blood squeezed out by her re-knitting flesh.   Her pulse plummets to less than twenty beats a minute.  Unless disturbed, she remains still for almost precisely 1000 heartbeats.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Aeryn used two ppoints of the 24 available for her Lay On Hands ability to heal herself.  Say she used 2 for assorted abrasions, bruises, sunburn while staying alive untill she washed ashore, she has 20 remaining for the day for use on herself or anyone else.</div></div>