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She nodded, though Whip hardly looked at her before swiping the leaf with his tongue. Raven smiled, pleased that he trusted her and was willing to give this method a whirl. He straightened up a moment later with another question and she motioned for him to take a seat, make himself comfortable.

"It'll kick in in about fifteen minutes," she explained. "You'll know," she added in case Whip wasn't sure of how to tell. "And I'll be right here," she added. She didn't anticipate a bad reaction but, just in case, Raven wasn't going anywhere. She would hang out here with Whip for as long as he wanted and needed.