Wapun Meadow Plates and Saucers

She sulked, her anguish and frustration validated by the male who seemed to empathize with her situation. Maybe he'd been stung before too- though this wasn't something she'd wih on anyone else. It was one thing to be stung on a leg, or even on the behind- but the throbbing pain coming from inside her mouth, and radiating through her skull was insufferable. 

She perked up a bit, though, when the stranger offered the aid of not only a medic, but access to a place that would be safe and dry. "I'b a bedic," She said, the eagerness which would otherwise be present in her tone muffled somewhat by her swollen tongue. "Bud yesh, ugh, I'd lub subwhere dry. D'you dow if your bedic hash calendula? Or barsh barigold?" She asked, rising to her feet and lowering her head, showing her willingness to follow him wherever it was he thought would be safe and dry, and potentially a place she could treat her bee sting.