Tuktu Weir Did we meet the other night?

She passes it to him as he wished, watching closely.
He places it down, and with his incisors, he clips the plant by the stem.
She is left with the root, and he with the medical compnement.
That was useful to know.
She smiled, tail waving softly.

It sounded horrible...but if it came to it...she could use it. To stop Celnes being betrayed....
No, Sacnite you can't think like that. It's not your fight. Maybe.
"I'm Sacnite of Kingslend," she looked to him, settled now. She could take his meanness now she expected it.