Day 8:<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/2mdkyfr.jpg)</div>As the group made camp and she heard about the fight Nsia called out to the injured once. If any of them failed to take her up on the offer when they needed it, then it would be their own fault what happened as they worsened. "If you have need of remedies, I have a small number available."<br/><br/>She began preparing the next day's extracts near her tent. Unlike the bluff before, there were no vile smells to be had. Instead only the soft scents of ash and flowers surrounded her. She was in the process of grinding several when Morgan approached. She glanced up at the woman, quirking her head to the side as she spoke, "Ahh yes, he wished to confirm that I am no danger to the expedition."<br/><br/>She paused, smelling the mashed plants briefly before continuing, "He also wished to convince me that my parents did not love each other. That he failed at."<br/><br/>"I would have your's as well if there is any issue," She looked at the rest of the group, those still recuperating from the demon wounds, "I spend as little time within<em>society</em>as I can. Not only due to the importance of my research, but also thanks to the actions of many of those who reside within it. Or perhaps those who reside in its outskirts? I do not know enough to properly differentiate the two most of the time."