Wapun Meadow Plates and Saucers

A doleful but appreciative look was given to Merrick, whose comment brought a slight but slender smile to her lips as she barely caught Evien's motion, and followed him. When instructed, she waited for him, and approached the gently flowing stream, gazing softly, mournfully at her distorted reflection. When he returned, he brought with him things she recognized- but given the fact she was the patient and he the medic, she knew better than to question his methods. After all, she was a willing student even if she was already fairly well-versed. She would be drowsy, afterwards- but at least she knew what she was in for. 

Knowingly, she sipped up the medication, albeit slowly and painfully. But as a medic herself, she knew to be a patient without complaint. To his question, she nodded her head. "Nnhnn," She supplied, "Tank you," She tacked on, as a show of her appreciation, though she couldn't help but glance past him toward the den where he'd brought the herbs from. She scolded herself, lowering her gaze to the ground- it was enough for him to offer her herbs, without asking him about his collection as well.