"Hee hee hee, silly wolf. When was that ever in doubt?"
Playful, that was the imp's tone. The corners of pale lips turned
upward in the same manner, as she went on to add. "And not only
for this. I'd say you've worked up a mighty fine list of things you
owe me for. Whatever would you do without lil' ol me to rescue
you from all these dangerous situations you find yourself in, hm?"
And it was with a giggle that the teasing continued. Mirthful, the
gleam in that sole visible eye of hers. Until her gaze turned from
his face. Until her focus traveled downwards, where the effects of
the hero's last scuffle were brought to her full attention. The injuries
sustained from it noted for the first time since its start, causing the
previous amusement to fade. To diminish, into what was decidedly
portrayed as aggravation but in reality was something else entirely.
Crimson orbs rolled, there was no attempt to conceal the puff of air
that was huffed out, loud as it was. "Tch." With the snap of her fingers,
the manifestation of the item sought was instantaneous. A single bottle
appearing in the hand that she now held palm up, the scarlet liquid
contained within sloshing to and fro as the ever useful healing potion
was extended out towards her companion in offering. "Drink up. I can't
have you passing out on me from exhaustion, now can I?"
