"Good girl."  Mera reached up and patted Yifa on the head, much like a mother to her daughter.  "Yes, you may keep it.  It isn't going to harm you."  She stepped next to Yifa.  "I have what we came here for.  Why don't we go back to the inn and rest up for the remainder of the travel to Gethamane, okay?"  Mera slid her arm around the middle of Yifa's back.  She would have tried for the shoulder, but it was much too higher.  "Come along, princess."  And very casually, she led Yifa back to the lodge towards their room.