Niraya let out a small sigh of relief when the fox woman lowered her crossbow. Made it over that hurdle. But wait. Oh. Those poison bottles were hers, the empty ones she left out to be buried in the desert like the rest of the trash she found on the lizard kin. Telling the truth got her this far and it wasn't her fault the doses ended up getting used.<br/><br/>"Um, I think I got to experience your handiwork then first hand, ma'am," Niraya said. "They tipped a couple of arrows with the stuff. One of them got in a lucky shot on me, you can look at the arrow wound yourself if you like. I shrugged it off though. The bottles were of course empty when I found them, having been used. I hope the bottles themselves weren't too expensive..."<br/><br/>The young wolf-woman gave a bit of nervous laugh, hoping the fox-kin would accept the truth of the matter and not level that crossbow of hers at the warrior again.