Phoenix Maplewood Joining?

Thankfully, Reek was not a mindreader or else he would have reprimanded them them both for being equally, and unequivocally, wrong. It had been a simple question— one that required a simple answer, and not the convoluted mess that this Lunar Eclipse had proposed. CPR was an impossibility for an adult of Reek's size and the herbs she offered didn't address the root cause of the problem. Histamine.

Rolling his eyes with disappointment, Reek shook his head in a resounding but silent no. "So close," he drawled with slight sarcastic twinge.  "If I had a respiratory infection, thymus vulgaris and musa paradisiaca would patch me up good. But, did I say I had a respiratory infection?" The question was meant to be rhetorical, as he answered it himself after a quick beat. "Nope."

Sighing with disappointment, Reek began to explain. "See, let me enlighten you. An alergic reaction is caused by a little chemical called histamine. It's the body's natural response to outside agents it deems threat worthy, thus causing inflammation in places that shouldn't be inflamed." It was quite ironic how a protective response of the body could so much harm. Life was full of these little ironies and they provided Reek much amusement. "The first thing you should try to do, is hinder this chemical signal with an anti-histamine... Elder Berry would be sufficient. You would need to feed me that before I lost conciousness or else it's already over. The window of opportunity is short, but the solution is simple."

"So why should I let you stay if you cant back up your word?" he asked in a mockingly quizzical tone. Unless she could pull a miracle from her hindquarters soon, she was destined to make her home elsewhere.