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Her response was uncertain, which was perfect. Sheogorath shook his head and said, "Just... If you clean the wound, I'll look for something to fix this!" He continued the path towards where Relmyna was and soon she came into view. The girl asked him another question and he was beginning to grow impatient, but managed to keep his cool. Violence would do him no good for although she didn't look large or impressive he knew that he was definitely neither of those, so unless another would come and aide him it would do him no good.

"Best stay on our guards," Sheogorath called out to the girl after her question just as they reached Relmyna's steadily breathing body. She remained on the ground, her body rising and falling in rhythm but her maimed face showing little recognition as Sheogorath and Wildfire came into view, her eyes vacant. The poison-laced wound looked terrible, like only immediate help could save her now (though Sheogorath, of course, knew better). "Hurry, I'll be back shortly," he told the girl as he gestured at the open wound. Sheogorath stayed to inspect for a moment as though making sure it was the only wound and then he turned away from Relmyna, though halting not far away to see if she was actualy falling for it. He hoped the poison in the wound would do its job as soon as she would start cleaning it and if it did, she'd start feeling dizzy and get stomach pains soon, just like poor Relmyna.