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Speedy remained silent as the golden male went to work applying the cobwebs to her wounds, watching the diligent way he preformed the task. She occasionally winced a little when he touched a particularly tender spot but otherwise, kept any discomfort to herself. Her mind kept flashing to the encounter with the cat as she sat and waited for him to finish. She kept thinking about how much worse it could have been. What if it had been a cougar or something? There were many things much worse than a lynx that could have ended her journey, and it was by sheer dumb luck that it had been something that she was able to escape from.

Her morbid reverie was interrupted when he stepped back, indicating that he was done. She glanced down at her wound and with a nod, looked back at Cadwalader with a tired smile. Thanks, she offered. It was very sweet of you to help me out, she added. Although it was something she would do even for a stranger, she knew not everyone was quite as trusting as she was, so she was grateful that he had agreed to help her. He then asked if she would do something for him. Of course, she replied with no hesitation. She would have agreed to help him even if she didn't feel indebted to him, so she didn't even need to ask what exactly he needed before offering her compliance.