Firefly Glen What's in your head

Right, thanks for the tip.  She answered back, but she was too tired to put too much snark behind it.  Honestly, she'd learned her lesson solidly, and after this she knew she'd be a whole lot more careful with any strange plants.  She knew poisons were out there, but she hadn't realized they would be quite so inocuous and strong.  

Sure.  She would accept the help to stand shakily and make her way to the woman's den, though it was obviously berudging.  She'd never had her body betray her quite like this, and it would be a bit of a while before she was comfortable walking on her own.  She couldn't see where she was going on a good day, but when the ground seemed to shift beneath her with every step, it made even a simple walk seem like an expedition.

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