"Very well. Though I doubt she's going anywhere in a hurry." Speaking seriously, he pulled a vial from his belt, tossing it over the way of the halfling woman. "Drink that, and walk away. You wont get another chance." His tone was cold but he seemed to respect a deal.<br/><br/>The fact he had his hand free like that was a bit strange though. It came loose so swiftly it gave a bit of reason to worry. Nonetheless, the next instant Marric could see the small fellow leap off of the halfling woman's back, to give her a chance to drink the vial.<br/><br/>"Marric..." She started but paused, and looked down. She seemed to take it pretty heavily, but took a long gulp of the vial's contents, looking at her worriedly as if waiting for her answer on how to proceed.