Thunder Dome No one's telling me the cure

she could sense that their time together was coming to an end, and she didn't intend to fight it.  when derg stood, she offered a courteous smile and nod. "keep the wound clean," natshana reminded him, having received his gratitude in the moments prior.  she let him leave without incident, wondering if she would ever encounter him or a member of the saints again.  not wanting to arouse any suspicion, though, she didn't permit her gaze to linger.  she glanced away shortly after he began to leave and sat with her own thoughts.  she would need to return to her den soon.