Neverwinter Forest what i've done

She didn't realize anything was wrong until she heard him try to speak, panic written plainly on his face.  Concerned, she took a step closer, now able to note the swelled look his neck held.  "Shit, what happened?! Wait... no, don't answer that."  Her ears flicked back as she amended that exclamation immediately.  Speaking looked painful, if not impossible.

Rosalyn was no healer, but she knew a reaction when she saw one. "Something you ate?" Her voice was calm, but internally she winced sympathetically. She liked this guy and seeing him struggle like this wasn't fun. He was too much a sweetheart for that. She had a slight soft spot for the underdogs and Pan struck her as one such creature. She'd help if she could, so long as doing so wasn't particularly endangering to her own well being.

"You need to get home," she stated, looking at him for confirmation. Yes or no questions seemed the way to go here. Once he was back, maybe his pack could help. Because her knowledge in this area was nil.